Zayin

Remember your word to your servant

For you have given me hope

My comfort in my suffering is this

Your promise preserves my life

The arrogant mock me without restraint

But I do not turn from your law

I remember your ancient laws, O Lord

And I find comfort in them

Indignation grips me because of the wicked

Who have forsaken your law

Your decrees are the theme of my song

Wherever I lodge

In the night I remember your name, O Lord

And I will keep your law

This has been my practice

I obey your precepts