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Psalm 119Caph, The 11th Part.


81My soul for thy salvation faints;

yet I thy word believe.

82Mine eyes fail for thy word: I say,

When wilt thou comfort give?

83For like a bottle I’m become,

that in the smoke is set:

I’m black, and parch’d with grief; yet I

thy statutes not forget.

84How many are thy servant’s days?

when wilt thou execute

Just judgment on these wicked men

that do me persecute?

85The proud have digged pits for me,

which is against thy laws.

86Thy words all faithful are: help me,

pursu’d without a cause.

87They so consum’d me, that on earth

my life they scarce did leave:

Thy precepts yet forsook I not,

but close to them did cleave.

88After thy loving-kindness, Lord,

me quicken, and preserve:

The testimony of thy mouth

so shall I still observe.

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