For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke, Your laws I have not forgotten.
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.