For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke, Your laws I have not forgotten.
For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; Yet do I not forget thy statutes.
For I have become like a bottle [a wineskin blackened and shriveled] in the smoke [in which it hangs], yet do I not forget Your statutes.
For I am become like a wine-skin in the smoke; Yet do I not forget thy statutes.
because I’ve become like a bottle dried up by smoke, though I haven’t forgotten your statutes.
My skin became black upon me, and my bones burned with heat.
I delight myself in Your laws; I do not forget Your word.
I have strayed like a lost sheep; Seek Your servant, For I have not forgotten Your commands.
The cords of the wrong have surrounded me, Your Torah I have not forgotten.
My strength is dried like a potsherd, And My tongue is cleaving to My jaws; And to the dust of death You are appointing Me.