Psalm 119:83

Though I have become like a wineskin in the smoke, I do not forget your statutes.

My skin grows black on me and my bones burn with fever.

The cords of the wicked have encircled me. But I have not forgotten your law.

My power is dried up like pieces of broken pottery. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You lay me down in the dust of death.

My days have been consumed in smoke, and my bones have been scorched like a hearth.

I shall delight in your statutes. I shall not forget your word!

I have gone astray like a lost sheep. Look for your servant for I have not forgotten your commandments.

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For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; yet do I not forget thy statutes.

My power is dried up like pieces of broken pottery. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You lay me down in the dust of death.

My days have been consumed in smoke, and my bones have been scorched like a hearth.

My skin grows black on me and my bones burn with fever.

I shall delight in your statutes. I shall not forget your word!