Psalms 119:84

My soul faints for your salvation.

I hope in your word.

My eyes fail for your word.

I say, “When will you comfort me?”

For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke.

I don’t forget your statutes.

The proud have dug pits for me,

contrary to your law.

All of your commandments are faithful.

They persecute me wrongfully.

Help me!

They had almost wiped me from the earth,

but I didn’t forsake your precepts.