Verse 1
''By whom, Lord, shall Jacob arise?''
His friends are very few,
What is surprising is this that
They are not e'en agreed.

Verse 2
''By who, Lord, shall Jacob arise?''
His enemies are cruel
They joy as if they have triumphed
And said, ''He is finished.''

Verse 3
''By whom, Lord, shall Jacob arise?''
Can anybody say?
The dried up branch there on the ground
Can it bloom any more?

Verse 4
O Lord my God, it is Thy work
No one else can do it;
Descend like the dew on Jacob
And Jacob shall arise.