(Psa 119:81) CAPH. My soul fainteth for thy salvation: but I hope in thy word.

(Psa 119:82) Mine eyes fail for thy word, saying, When wilt thou comfort me?

(Psa 119:83) For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; yet do I not forget thy statutes.

(Psa 119:84) How many are the days of thy servant? when wilt thou execute judgment on them that persecute me?

(Psa 119:85) The proud have digged pits for me, which are not after thy law.

(Psa 119:86) All thy commandments are faithful: they persecute me wrongfully; help thou me.

(Psa 119:87) They had almost consumed me upon earth; but I forsook not thy precepts.

(Psa 119:88) Quicken me after thy lovingkindness; so shall I keep the testimony of thy mouth.