Treasury of Scripture
like a bottle in the smoke. As the bottles in the East are made of skin, it is evident that one of these hung up in the smoke must soon be parched, shrivelled up, lose all its strength, and become unsightly and useless. Thus the Psalmist appeared to himself to have become useless and despicable, through and exhausted state of his body and mind, by long bodily afflictions and mental distress.
Psalm 22:15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue sticks to my jaws; and you have brought me into the dust of death.
Psalm 102:3,4 For my days are consumed like smoke, and my bones are burned as an hearth...
Job 30:30 My skin is black on me, and my bones are burned with heat.
yet do I
Psalm 119:16,61,176 I will delight myself in your statutes: I will not forget your word...