118:81. My soul hath fainted after thy salvation: and in thy word I have
very much hoped.
118:82. My eyes have failed for thy word, saying: When wilt thou comfort
me?
118:83. For I am become like a bottle in the frost: I have not forgotten
thy justifications.
118:84. How many are the days of thy servant: when wilt thou execute
judgment on them that persecute me?
118:85. The wicked have told me fables: but not as thy law.
118:86. All thy statutes are truth: they have persecuted me unjustly, do
thou help me.
118:87. They had almost made an end of me upon earth: but I have not
forsaken thy commandments.
118:88. Quicken thou me according to thy mercy: and I shall keep the
testimonies of thy mouth.