Psalm 119:81-87

American Standard Version

⁸¹ My soul fainteth for thy salvation;
But I hope in thy word.
⁸² Mine eyes fail for thy word,
While I say, When wilt thou comfort me?
⁸³ For I am become like a wine-skin 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,
Who are not according to thy law.
⁸⁶ All thy commandments are faithful:
They persecute me ^[a]wrongfully; help thou me.
⁸⁷ They had almost consumed me upon earth;
But I forsook not thy precepts.