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81 My soul languishes and grows faint for Your salvation, but I hope in Your word.

82 My eyes fail, watching for [the fulfillment of] Your promise. I say, When will You comfort me?

83 For I have become like a bottle [a wineskin blackened and shriveled] in the smoke [in which it hangs], yet do I not forget Your statutes.

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