Psalms 119:81-88

81My soul faints with longing for your salvation, but I have put my hope in your word.

82My eyes fail, looking for your promise; I say, “When will you comfort me?”

83Though I am like a wineskin in the smoke, I do not forget your decrees.

84How long must your servant wait? When will you punish my persecutors?

85The arrogant dig pits to trap me, contrary to your law.

86All your commands are trustworthy; help me, for I am being persecuted without cause.

87They almost wiped me from the earth, but I have not forsaken your precepts.

88In your unfailing love preserve my life, that I may obey the statutes of your mouth.