International Standard Version My strength is dried up like broken pottery; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth, and you have brought me down to the dust of death.
American Standard Version 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.
Young's Literal Translation Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
