My soul faints for
Your salvation,
But I hope in Your word.
My eyes fail from
searching Your word,
Saying, "When will You
comfort me?"

For I have become like a
wineskin in smoke,
Yet I do not forget
Your statutes.
How many are the days
of Your servant?
When will You execute judgment
on those who persecute me?

The proud have dug
pits for me,
Which is not according
to Your law.
All Your commandments
are faithful;
They persecute me wrongfully;
Help me!

They almost made an end
of me on earth,
But I did not forsake
Your precepts.
Revive me according to
Your lovingkindness,
So that I may keep the
testimony of Your mouth.