1 By whom shall Jacob now arise?
For Jacob’s friends are few,
And—what should fill us with surprise—
They seem divided, too.

2 By whom shall Jacob now arise?
For Jacob’s foes are strong.
I read their triumph in their eyes,
They think he’ll fail ere long.

3 By whom shall Jacob now arise?
Can any tell by whom?
Say, shall this branch that withered lies,
Again revive and bloom?

4 Lord, Thou canst tell—the work is Thine,
The help of man is vain.
On Jacob now arise and shine,
And he shall live again.