<<PSALM 119>>
<×› CÄ‚PH> My soul fainteth for thy salvation: [but] I hope in thy word.
82 Mine eyes fail for thy word, saying, When wilt thou comfort me?
83 For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; [yet] do I not forget thy statutes.
84 How many [are] the days of thy servant? when wilt thou execute judgment on them that persecute me?
85 The proud have digged pits for me, which [are] not after thy law.
86 All thy commandments [are] faithful: they persecute me wrongfully; help thou me.
87 They had almost consumed me upon earth; but I forsook not thy precepts.
88 Quicken me after thy loving­kindness; so shall I keep the testimony of thy mouth.