48 I lift up my hands to your commandments;I study your statutes, which I love.
49 Remember your word to your servantby which you give me hope.
50 This is my comfort in affliction,your promise that gives me life.
51 Though the arrogant utterly scorn me,I do not turn from your law.
52 When I recite your judgments of oldI am comforted, Lord.
53 Rage seizes me because of the wicked;they forsake your law.
54 Your statutes become my songswherever I make my home.