Psalm 119:82-84

The Voice

⁸² My eyes are strained as I look for what You promised,
    saying, “When will You come to comfort me?”
⁸³ Even though I have shriveled up like a wineskin left in the smoke,
    I still remember what You require.
⁸⁴ How long must Your servant wait?
    When will You carry out justice and punish those who persecute me?