But the wicked shall perish, and the enemies of Jehovah shall be as prized lambs; they are consumed; like smoke they vanish.

For I have become like a wineskin in smoke, yet I do not forget Your Statutes.

whereas you do not know what will be tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.

I am poured out like water, and all My bones are separated; My heart is like wax, it has melted within Me.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and My tongue clings to My jaws; and You have brought Me into the dust of death.

For my life has been spent with grief, and my years with sighing; my strength fails because of my iniquity, and my bones have wasted away.

There is no soundness in my flesh because of Your anger, nor peace within myself because of my sin.

My skin has grown black on me; my bones are burned with dryness.

From above He has sent fire into my bones and it has laid them low. He has spread a net for my feet; He has turned me back; He has made me desolate and faint all the day.

He has wasted my flesh and my skin; He has broken my bones.