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82 My eyes fail,[a] looking for your word,
    and I cry out, “When will you comfort me?”
83 I am shriveled like a smoke-filled wineskin,[b]
    but I do not forget your decrees.
84 How long must your servant wait?[c]
    When will you pass judgment on my persecutors?

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 119:82 My eyes fail: see note on Ps 6:8.
  2. Psalm 119:83 Like a smoke-filled wineskin: the psalmist feels as brittle and useless as tanned hides holding wine that are placed near the fireplace.
  3. Psalm 119:84 How long . . . wait?: literally, “How many are the days of your servant?” i.e., the psalmist does not have too much time for God to delay in punishing his persecutors. Pass judgment on my persecutors: see note on Ps 5:11.