82. My eyes fail, looking for your promise; I say, “When will you comfort me?”
83. Though I am like a wineskin in the smoke, I do not forget your decrees.
84. How long must your servant wait? When will you punish my persecutors?
85. The arrogant dig pits to trap me, contrary to your law.
86. All your commands are trustworthy; help me, for I am being persecuted without cause.
87. They almost wiped me from the earth, but I have not forsaken your precepts.