For I am like a wineskin dried up in smoke. I do not forget your statutes.
My skin has turned dark on me; my body is hot with fever.
I find delight in your statutes; I do not forget your instructions. ג (Gimel)
I have wandered off like a lost sheep. Come looking for your servant, for I do not forget your commands.
The ropes of the wicked tighten around me, but I do not forget your law.
The roof of my mouth is as dry as a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to my gums. You set me in the dust of death.