Psalm of the Day Bread of Life Psalm 119:81–88
81My soul longs for your sal- | vation;*
I hope | in your word.
82My eyes long for your | promise;*
I ask, "When will you | comfort me?"
83For I have become like a wineskin | in the smoke,*
yet I have not forgotten your | statutes.
84How long must your ser- | vant endure?*
When will you judge those who perse- | cute me?
85The insolent have dug pit- | falls for me;*
they do not live according | to your law.
86All your command- | ments are sure;*
they persecute me with falsehood; | help me!
87They have almost made an end of me | on earth,*
but I have not forsaken your | precepts.
88In your steadfast love | give me life,*
that I may keep the testimonies | of your mouth.