Zayin کے بول

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