For I have become like a wine-skin in the smoke. Yet I do not forget thy statutes.
My skin is black, [and falls] from me. And my bones are burned with heat.
I have gone astray like a lost sheep. Seek thy servant, for I do not forget thy commandments.
The cords of the wicked have wrapped me around, [but] I have not forgotten thy law.
I will delight myself in thy statutes. I will not forget thy word.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue clings to my jaws, and thou have brought me into the dust of death.