1 ⲛⲧⲉⲁⲥⲁⲫ ⲉⲡϫⲱⲕ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲉϫⲉⲛⲛⲏ ⲉⲧⲟⲩⲛⲁϣⲟⲃⲧⲟⲩ ⲉⲩⲙⲉⲧⲙⲉⲑⲣⲉ ϯϩⲱⲇⲏ ⲉϫⲉⲛⲛⲓⲁⲥⲥⲩⲣⲓⲟⲥ
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2 ⲙⲁϩⲑⲏⲕ ⲫⲏ ⲉⲧⲁⲙⲟⲛⲓ ⲙⲡⲓⲓⲥⲣⲁⲏⲗ ⲫⲏ ⲉⲧϭⲓⲙⲱⲓⲧ ϧⲁϫⲱϥ ⲛⲓⲱⲥⲏⲫ ⲙⲫⲣⲏϯ ⲛⲟⲩⲉⲥⲱⲟⲩ
Attend, O Shepherd of Israel, who guidest Joseph like a flock; thou who sittest upon the cherubs, manifest thyself;
3 ⲫⲏ ⲉⲧϩⲉⲙⲥⲓ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛⲛⲓⲭⲉⲣⲟⲩⲃⲓⲙ ⲟⲩⲟⲛϩⲕ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲡⲉⲙⲑⲟ ⲛⲉⲫⲣⲉⲙ ⲛⲉⲙⲃⲉⲛⲓⲁⲙⲓⲛ ⲛⲉⲙⲙⲁⲛⲁⲥⲥⲏ ⲙⲁⲧⲟⲩⲛⲟⲥ ⲧⲉⲕϫⲟⲙ ⲁⲙⲟⲩ ⲉⲫⲛⲁϩⲙⲉⲛ
before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasse, stir up thy power, and come to deliver us.
4 ⲙⲁⲧⲁⲥⲑⲟⲛ ⲫⲛⲟⲩϯ ⲙⲁⲣⲉ ⲡⲉⲕϩⲟ ⲉⲣⲟⲩⲱⲓⲛⲓ ⲉϩⲣⲏⲓ ⲉϫⲱⲛ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲉⲛⲉⲛⲟϩⲉⲙ
Turn us, O God, and cause thy face to shine; and we shall be delivered.
5 ⲡϭⲟⲓⲥ ⲫⲛⲟⲩϯ ⲛⲧⲉⲛⲓϫⲟⲙ ϣⲁⲧⲛⲁⲩ ⲕϫⲱⲛⲧ ⲉϩⲣⲏⲓ ⲉϫⲉⲛⲧⲡⲣⲟⲥⲉⲩⲭⲏ ⲛⲧⲉⲡⲉⲕⲃⲱⲕ
O Lord God of hosts, how long art thou angry with the prayer of thy servant?
6 ⲁⲕⲧⲉⲙⲙⲟⲛ ⲛⲟⲩⲱⲓⲕ ⲛⲧⲉϩⲁⲛⲉⲣⲙⲱⲟⲩⲓ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲕⲧⲥⲟⲛ ⲛⲟⲩϣⲓ ⲛⲉⲣⲙⲏ
Thou wilt feed us with bread of tears; and wilt cause us to drink tears by measure.
7 ⲁⲕⲭⲁⲛ ⲉⲩⲁⲛⲧⲓⲗⲟⲅⲓⲁ ⲛⲛⲉⲛⲑⲉϣⲉⲩ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲩⲉⲗⲕϣⲁⲓ ⲛⲥⲱⲛ ⲛϫⲉⲛⲉⲛϫⲁϫⲓ
Thou has made us a strife to our neighbours; and our enemies have mocked at us.
8 ⲡϭⲟⲓⲥ ⲫⲛⲟⲩϯ ⲛⲧⲉⲛⲓϫⲟⲙ ⲙⲁⲧⲁⲥⲑⲟⲛ ⲙⲁⲣⲉ ⲡⲉⲕϩⲟ ⲉⲣⲟⲩⲱⲓⲛⲓ ⲉϩⲣⲏⲓ ⲉϫⲱⲛ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲉⲛⲉⲛⲟϩⲉⲙ
Turn us, O Lord God of hosts, and cause thy face to shine; and we shall be saved. Pause.
9 ⲁⲕⲟⲩⲱⲧⲉⲃ ⲛⲟⲩⲃⲱ ⲛⲁⲗⲟⲗⲓ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛⲭⲏⲙⲓ ⲁⲕϩⲓⲟⲩⲓ ⲛϩⲁⲛⲉⲑⲛⲟⲥ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ⲁⲕⲧⲱϫⲓ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⲁⲕϭⲓⲙⲱⲓⲧ ϧⲁϫⲱⲥ
Thou hast transplanted a vine out of Egypt: thou hast cast out the heathen, and planted it.
10 ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲕⲧⲱϫⲓ ⲛⲛⲉⲥⲛⲟⲩⲛⲓ ⲁϥⲙⲟϩ ⲛϫⲉⲡⲕⲁϩⲓ ⲧⲉⲥϧⲏⲓⲃⲓ ⲁⲥϩⲱⲃⲥ ⲉϫⲉⲛϩⲁⲛⲧⲱⲟⲩ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲛⲉⲥϫⲁⲗ ⲛⲛⲓϣⲉⲛⲥⲓϥⲓ ⲛⲧⲉⲫⲛⲟⲩϯ
Thou madest a way before it, and didst cause its roots to strike, and the land was filled with it.
11 ⲁⲥⲥⲟⲩⲧⲉⲛ ⲛⲛⲉⲥⲕⲗⲏⲙⲁ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϣⲁⲫⲓⲟⲙ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲛⲉⲥⲙⲟⲩⲗϫ ϣⲁⲫⲓⲁⲣⲟ
Its shadow covered the mountains, and its shoots equalled the goodly cedars.
12 ⲉⲑⲃⲉⲟⲩ ⲁⲕⲣⲱϧⲧ ⲙⲡⲉⲥⲥⲟⲃⲧ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲥⲉϭⲱⲗ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⲛϫⲉⲟⲩⲟⲛ ⲛⲓⲃⲉⲛ ⲉⲧⲥⲓⲛⲓ ϩⲓⲡⲓⲙⲱⲓⲧ
It sent forth its branches to the sea, and its shoots to the river.
13 ⲁϥⲧⲁⲕⲟⲥ ⲛϫⲉⲟⲩⲣⲓⲣ ⲛⲧⲱⲟⲩ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛⲟⲩⲓⲁϩ ϣϣⲏⲛ ⲟⲩⲓⲁⲛⲧⲱⲟⲩ ⲡⲉⲧⲁϥⲙⲉⲛⲛⲏⲧⲥ
Wherefore hast thou broken down its hedge, while all that pass by the way pluck it?
14 ⲡϭⲟⲓⲥ ⲫⲛⲟⲩϯ ⲛⲧⲉⲛⲓϫⲟⲙ ⲕⲟⲧⲕ ϫⲉϫⲟⲩϣⲧ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϧⲉⲛⲧⲫⲉ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲛⲁⲩ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ϫⲉⲙⲡϣⲓⲛⲓ ⲛⲧⲁⲓⲃⲱ ⲛⲁⲗⲟⲗⲓ ⲥⲉⲃⲧⲱⲧⲥ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲥⲉⲙⲛⲏⲧⲥ ⲑⲁⲓ ⲉⲧⲁⲥϭⲟⲥ ⲛϫⲉⲧⲉⲕⲟⲩⲓⲛⲁⲙ
The boar out of the wood has laid it waste, and the wild beast has devoured it.
15 ⲛⲉⲙⲉϫⲉⲛⲡϣⲏⲣⲓ ⲙⲫⲣⲱⲙⲓ ⲫⲁⲓ ⲉⲧⲁⲕⲧⲁϫⲣⲟϥ ⲛⲁⲕ
O God of hosts, turn, we pray thee: look on us from heaven, and behold and visit this vine;
16 ϫⲉⲁⲩⲣⲟⲕϩⲥ ϧⲉⲛⲡⲓⲭⲣⲱⲙ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲁⲩϭⲣⲏ ⲙⲙⲟⲥ ⲉⲃⲟⲗ ϩⲓⲧⲉⲛⲧⲉⲡⲓⲧⲓⲙⲓⲁ ⲛⲧⲉⲡⲉⲕϩⲟ ⲉⲩⲉⲧⲁⲕⲟ
and restore that which thy right hand has planted: and look on the son of man whom thou didst strengthen for thyself.
17 ⲙⲁⲣⲉ ⲧⲉⲕϫⲓϫ ϣⲱⲡⲓ ϩⲓϫⲉⲛⲫⲣⲱⲙⲓ ⲛⲧⲉⲧⲉⲕⲟⲩⲓⲛⲁⲙ ⲛⲉⲙⲉϫⲉⲛⲡϣⲏⲣⲓ ⲙⲫⲣⲱⲙⲓ ⲫⲁⲓ ⲉⲧⲁⲕⲧⲁϫⲣⲟϥ ⲛⲁⲕ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲛⲛⲉⲛϩⲉⲛⲉⲛ ⲥⲁⲃⲟⲗ ⲙⲙⲟⲕ ⲉⲕⲉⲧⲁⲛϧⲟⲛ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲉⲛⲉⲧⲱⲃϩ ⲙⲡⲉⲕⲣⲁⲛ
It is burnt with fire and dug up: they shall perish at the rebuke of thy presence.
18 ⲡϭⲟⲓⲥ ⲫⲛⲟⲩϯ ⲛⲧⲉⲛⲓϫⲟⲙ ⲙⲁⲧⲁⲥⲑⲟⲛ ⲙⲁⲣⲉ ⲡⲉⲕϩⲟ ⲉⲣⲟⲩⲱⲓⲛⲓ ⲉϩⲣⲏⲓ ⲉϫⲱⲛ ⲟⲩⲟϩ ⲉⲛⲉⲛⲟϩⲉⲙ
Let thy hand be upon the man of thy right hand, and upon the son of man whom thou didst strengthen for thyself.