Psalms 119:81–88 · BSB
119:81
My soul faints for Your salvation; I wait for Your word.
119:82
My eyes fail, looking for Your promise; I ask, “When will You comfort me?”
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119:83
Though I am like a wineskin dried up by smoke, I do not forget Your statutes.
119:84
How many days must Your servant wait? When will You execute judgment on my persecutors?
119:85
The arrogant have dug pits for me in violation of Your law.
119:86
All Your commandments are faithful; I am persecuted without cause—help me!
119:87
They almost wiped me from the earth, but I have not forsaken Your precepts.
119:88
Revive me according to Your loving devotion, that I may obey the testimony of Your mouth.
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