Psalms 119:79

Please let your loving kindness be for my comfort,

according to your word to your servant.

Let your tender mercies come to me, that I may live;

for your law is my delight.

Let the proud be disappointed, for they have overthrown me wrongfully.

I will meditate on your precepts.

Let my heart be blameless toward your decrees,

that I may not be disappointed.

My soul faints for your salvation.

I hope in your word.

My eyes fail for your word.

I say, “When will you comfort me?”