Psalms 119:83

⁸¹  My soul fainteth for thy salvation: but I hope in thy word.

⁸²  Mine eyes fail for thy word, saying, When wilt thou comfort me?

⁸³  For I am become like a bottle 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?

⁸⁵  The proud have digged pits for me, which are not after thy law.