Remember your promise to me; it is my only hope.
Your promise revives me; it comforts me in all my troubles.
The proud hold me in utter contempt, but I do not turn away from your instructions.
I meditate on your age-old regulations; O LORD, they comfort me.
I become furious with the wicked, because they reject your instructions.
Your decrees have been the theme of my songs wherever I have lived.
I reflect at night on who you are, O LORD ; therefore, I obey your instructions.
This is how I spend my life: obeying your commandments.
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