⁸¹ My soul faints^(A) with longing for your salvation,^(B)
    but I have put my hope^(C) in your word.
⁸² My eyes fail,^(D) looking for your promise;^(E)
    I say, “When will you comfort me?”
⁸³ Though I am like a wineskin in the smoke,
    I do not forget^(F) your decrees.