Psalms 119:83

Psalms 119:83. For I am become like a bottle in the smoke; yet do I not forget thy statues.

I feel dried up, besmeared and besmirched as with soot, my very beauty is gone from me, and my usefulness too. I am not fit to hold anything, but I have become like a skin bottle that is parched up; yet for all that I have a memory of thy word: the smoke and the heat have not dried out of me the flavour of that good old "wine on the lees well refined" that once filled my heart.