My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou (i) hast brought me into the dust of death.
(i) You permitted me to be without all hope of life.
My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou (i) hast brought me into the dust of death.
(i) You permitted me to be without all hope of life.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.