I am like a wineskin shriveled by smoke, but I have not forgotten your statutes.
My blackened skin falls away from me; my very frame is scorched by the heat.
In your statutes I take delight; I will never forget your word.
I have wandered like a lost sheep; seek out your servant, for I do not forget your commandments.
Though the snares of the wicked surround me, your law I do not forget.
Like water my life drains away; all my bones are disjointed. My heart has become like wax, it melts away within me.