Bishops(i)
11 She stretched out her braunches vnto the sea: and her bowes vnto the riuer
12 Why hast thou then broken downe her hedge: that all they whiche go by plucke of her grapes
13 The wylde bore out of the wood rooteth it vp: and the wylde beast of the fielde deuoureth it
14 (80:14a) Turne thee agayne thou God of hoastes I pray thee: loke downe from heauen, beholde and visite this vin
15 (80:14b) and vineyarde that thy ryght hande hath planted, and the young braunche which thou hast fortified for thy selfe
16 (80:15) It is brent with fire and cut downe: they shall perishe at the rebuke of thy countenaunce