Psalms 119:81-88

11. Kaph

My soul faints while longing for Your salvation; I hope in Your word.
My eyes faint while longing for Your word, as I say, when will You comfort me?
For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke; but I do not forget Your statutes.
How many are the days of Your servant? When will You execute justice upon my persecutors?
The proud have dug pits for me, those who are not according to Your law.
All Your commandments are faithful; they persecute me falsely; help me.
They have almost consumed me upon the earth; but I have not forsaken Your precepts.
Enliven me according to Your lovingkindness, and I will keep the testimony of Your mouth.