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P119k. My soul for thy salvation faints

CAPH THE ELEVENTH PART

81 My soul for thy salvation faints;
yet I thy word believe.
82 mine eyes fail for thy word: I say,
When wilt thou comfort give?
83 For like a bottle I’m become,
that in the smoke is set:
but till thy righteous statutes, Lord,
I never do forget.

84 How many are thy servant’s days?
when wilt thou execute
just judgment on these wicked men
that do me persecute?
85 The proud have digged pits for me,
which is against thy laws.
86 Thy words all faithful are: help me,
pursued without a cause.

87 They so consumed me, that on earth
my life they scarce did leave:
thy precepts yet forsook I not,
but close to them did cleave.
88 After thy loving-kindness, Lord,
me quicken and preserve:
the testimony of thy mouth
so shall I still observe.

Text Information

• First Line: My soul for thy salvation faints
• Meter: CM
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 2004
• Scripture:
  Psalm 119:81-88

Tune Information

• Name: CHESHIRE
• Meter: CM
• Key: e minor
• Source: Este's Psalter, 1592