My soul for Thy salvation faints, But still I hope in Thee; I long to see Thy promised help, When Thou shalt comfort me. Thy statutes I do not forget, Though wasting grief I know; Thy servant's days are few, O Lord: When wilt Thou judge my foe? The proud, disdainful of Thy law, Entrap me wrongfully; O Thou, Whose law is just and true, Help and deliver me. Almost consumed, yet from Thy law I have not turned away; In lovingkindness give me strength, That I may still obey.