CAPH: Fainting for Salvation Amidst Persecution

Psalms 119:81-88

CAPH. My soule fainteth for thy saluation: yet I waite for thy worde.

Mine eyes faile for thy promise, saying, when wilt thou comfort me?

For I am like a bottell in the smoke: yet doe I not forget thy statutes.

Howe many are the dayes of thy seruant? When wilt thou execute iudgement on them that persecute me?

The proude haue digged pittes for mee, which is not after thy Lawe.

All thy commandements are true: they persecute me falsely: helpe me.

They had almost consumed me vpon the earth: but I forsooke not thy precepts.

Quicken me according to thy louing kindnes: so shall I keepe the testimony of thy mouth.