O God of hosts, come bring us back again,
Save us with light shining from Your face,
Why do You frown upon our plea? Soften
Your gaze, and every sorrow please efface.
As bread we have been given tears to eat,
And still more salty tears to be our drink,
We feel from enemies naught but defeat
As day by day our souls more and more shrink.
You planted a vine out of Egypt’s land,
Let boars and beasts ravage the vine no more!
Listen, give life and strength with Your right hand,
We call upon Your name and now implore!
Defeat and destitution now oppress,
But we believe in lasting happiness.