Psalms 119:72-83

⁷²The law (out) of thy mouth is better to me; than thousands of gold and silver. (The Law from thy mouth meaneth more to me or is more valuable to me, than a fortune in gold and silver.)

⁷³Jod. Thine hands made me, and formed me; give thou understanding to me, that I learn thy behests. (Thy hands made me, and formed me; now give thou me understanding, so that I can learn thy commandments.)

⁷⁴They that dread thee shall see me, and they shall be glad; for I hoped more on thy words. (They who fear thee or They who revere thee, shall be glad when they see me; for I trust in thy words.)

⁷⁵Lord, I knew, that thy dooms be equity; and in thy truth thou hast made me meek. (Lord, I know, that thy judgements be just; and that thou hast punished me because of thy faithfulness.)

⁷⁶Thy mercy be made, that it comfort me; by thy speech to thy servant. (Let thy love comfort me; yea, according to thy word to thy servant.)

⁷⁷Thy merciful doings come to me, and I shall live; for thy law is my thinking. (Let thy mercy come to me, and then I shall live; for thy Law is my delight.)

⁷⁸They that be proud be shamed, for unjustly they did wickedness against me; but I shall be exercised in thy behests. (Let they who be proud be shamed, for unjustly, or for no reason, they did wickedly against me; but I shall think about thy precepts.)

⁷⁹They that dread thee be turned to me; and they that know thy witnessings. (Let they who fear thee or Let they who revere thee, turn to me; yea, all who know thy teachings.)

⁸⁰Mine heart be made unwemmed in thy justifyings; that I be not shamed. (Let my heart obey thy statutes, and be without blemish, or without fault; and so I shall not shamed.)

⁸¹Caph. My soul failed into thine health; and I hoped more in thy word. (My soul fainteth waiting for thy salvation, or thy deliverance; but still I trust in thy word.)

⁸²Mine eyes failed into thy speech; saying, When shalt thou comfort me? (My eyes fail waiting for thy word; and so I ask, When shalt thou comfort me?)

⁸³For I am made as a bouget, (or a bottle,) in frost; (yet) I have not forgotten thy justifyings. (For I am shriveled up, like a wineskin in the smoke; but I have not forgotten thy statutes.)