118All who swerve from your statutes you spurn: their cunning is in vain.
119All the wicked of earth you count as dross, therefore I love your charges.
120My flesh, for fear of you, shudders, and I stand in awe of your judgements.
121Justice and right have I practised, do not leave me to my oppressors.
122Be your servant's surety for good, let not the proud oppress me.
123My eyes pine for your salvation, and for your righteous promise.
Psalms 119
Psalms 119:118-123