80 Let my heart be perfect in thy statutes, That I be not put to shame.
81 KAPH. My soul fainteth for thy salvation; 'But' I hope in thy word.
82 Mine eyes fail for thy word, While I say, When wilt thou comfort me?
83 For I am become like a wine-skin in the smoke; Yet do I not forget thy statutes.
84 How many are the days of thy servant? When wilt thou execute judgment on them that persecute me?
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