Psalms 119:83
“For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; yet do I not forget thy statutes.”
My soul fainteth for thy salvation: but I hope in thy word.
Mine eyes fail for thy word, saying, When wilt thou comfort me?
For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; yet do I not forget thy statutes.
How many are the days of thy servant? when wilt thou execute judgment on them that persecute me?
The proud have digged pits for me, which are not after thy law.
Cross-References
“And no man putteth new wine into old bottles; else the new wine will burst the bottles, and be spilled, and the bottles shall perish.”
“My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.”
“I am forgotten as a dead man out of mind: I am like a broken vessel.”
“For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth.”
“I will delight myself in thy statutes: I will not forget thy word.”