CAB(i)
8 You have transplanted a vine out of Egypt; You have cast out the heathen, and planted it.
9 You made a way before it, and caused its roots to strike, and the land was filled with it.
10 Its shadow covered the mountains, and its shoots equaled the choice cedars.
11 It sent forth its branches to the sea, and its shoots to the river.
12 Why have You broken down its hedge, while all that pass by the way pluck it?
13 The boar out of the wood has laid it waste, and the wild beast has devoured it.
14 O God of hosts, turn, we pray; look on us from heaven, and behold and visit this vine;
15 and restore that which Your right hand has planted, and look on the son of man whom You have strengthened for Yourself.
16 It is burned with fire and dug up; they shall perish at the rebuke of Your presence.