Psalms 119:83
For I have become like a wine-skin black with smoke; but I still keep the memory of your rules.
For I have become like a wine-skin black with smoke; but I still keep the memory of your rules.
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12 I have gone from men's minds and memory like a dead man; I am like a broken vessel.
3 My days are wasted like smoke, and my bones are burned up as in a fire.
4 My heart is broken; it has become dry and dead like grass, so that I give no thought to food.
5 Because of the voice of my sorrow, my flesh is wasted to the bone.
141 I am small and of no account; but I keep your orders in mind.
80 Let all my heart be given to your orders, so that I may not be put to shame.
81 <CAPH> My soul is wasted with desire for your salvation: but I have hope in your word.
82 My eyes are full of weariness with searching for your word, saying, When will you give me comfort?
153 <RESH> O see my trouble, and be my saviour; for I keep your law in my mind,
84 How short is the life of your servant! when will you give your decision against those who are attacking me?
139 My passion has overcome me; because my haters are turned away from your words.
16 I will have delight in your rules; I will not let your word go out of my mind.
8 I will keep your rules: O give me not up completely.
109 My soul is ever in danger; but I still keep the memory of your law.
176 I have gone out of the way like a wandering sheep; make search for your servant; for I keep your teachings ever in mind.
61 The cords of evil-doers are round me; but I have kept in mind your law.
93 I will ever keep your orders in mind; for in them I have life.
94 I am yours, O be my saviour; for my desire has been for your rules.
87 They had almost put an end to me on earth; but I did not give up your orders.
14 I am flowing away like water, and all my bones are out of place: my heart is like wax, it has become soft in my body.
15 My throat is dry like a broken vessel; my tongue is fixed to the roof of my mouth, and the dust of death is on my lips.
54 Your rules have been melodies to me, while I have been living in strange lands.
55 I have given thought to your name in the night, O Lord, and have kept your law.
9 I have had dust for bread and my drink has been mixed with weeping:
67 Before I was in trouble I went out of the way; but now I keep your word.
71 It is good for me to have been through trouble; so that I might come to the knowledge of your rules.
49 <ZAIN> Keep in mind your word to your servant, for on it has my hope been fixed.
123 My eyes are wasted with desire for your salvation, and for the word of your righteousness.
11 My days are like a shade which is stretched out; I am dry like the grass.
117 Let me not be moved, and I will be safe, and ever take delight in your rules.
9 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eyes are wasted with grief, I am wasted in soul and body.
10 My life goes on in sorrow, and my years in weeping; my strength is almost gone because of my sin, and my bones are wasted away.
40 See how great is my desire for your orders: give me life in your righteousness.
11 When I put on the clothing of grief, they said evil of me.
131 My mouth was open wide, waiting with great desire for your teachings.
19 My stomach is like wine which is unable to get out; like skins full of new wine, it is almost burst.
168 I have been ruled by your orders; for all my ways are before you.
157 Great is the number of those who are against me; but I have not been turned away from your unchanging word.
158 I saw with hate those who were untrue to you; for they did not keep your saying.
19 Truly God has made me low, even to the earth, and I have become like dust.
52 I have kept the memory of your decisions from times past, O Lord; and they have been my comfort.
20 My soul still keeps the memory of them; and is bent down in me.
11 I have kept your sayings secretly in my heart, so that I might do no sin against you.
3 I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
143 Pain and trouble have overcome me: but your teachings are my delight.
5 If only my ways were ordered so that I might keep your rules!
13 From on high he has sent fire into my bones, and it has overcome them: his net is stretched out for my feet, I am turned back by him; he has made me waste and feeble all the day.
7 My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
136 Rivers of water are flowing from my eyes, because men do not keep your law.
4 Because of this my spirit is overcome; and my heart is full of fear.