⁸³ For I have become like a wineskin in the smoke,
    yet I have not forgotten your statutes.^(A)

³⁰ My skin turns black and falls from me,
    and my bones burn with heat.^(A)

¹⁷⁶ I have gone astray like a lost sheep; seek out your servant,
    for I do not forget your commandments.^(A)

⁶¹ Though the cords of the wicked ensnare me,
    I do not forget your law.^(A)

¹⁶ I will delight in your statutes;
    I will not forget your word.^(A)

¹⁵ my mouth^[a] is dried up like a potsherd,
    and my tongue sticks to my jaws;
    you lay me in the dust of death.^(A)