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Isaiah 38:9 - 38:20

9 A writing of Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery: 10
I said, “In the middle of my life
I am to enter the gates of Sheol;
I am to be deprived of the rest of my years.”
I said, “I will not see Yah,
Yah in the land of the living;
I will look on man no more among the inhabitants of the world.
Like a shepherd’s tent my dwelling is pulled up and removed from me;
As a weaver I rolled up my life.
He cuts me off from the loom;
From day until night You make an end of me.
I soothed my soul until morning.
Like a lion—so He shatters all my bones;
From day until night You make an end of me.
Like a swallow, like a crane, so I chirped;
I moan like a dove;
My eyes look wistfully to the heights;
O Lord, I am oppressed, be my security.

“What shall I say?
Indeed, He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done it;
I will wander about all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
O Lord, by these things men live,
And in all these is the life of my spirit;
O restore me to health and let me live!

Behold, for my own well‑being I had great bitterness;
But it is You who has held back my soul from the pit of nothingness,
For You have cast all my sins behind Your back.
For Sheol cannot thank You;
Death cannot praise You;
Those who go down to the pit cannot keep watch for Your truth.
It is the living, the living who give thanks to You, as I do today;
A father makes known to his sons about Your truth.
Yahweh is here to save me;
So we will play my songs on stringed instruments
All the days of our life at the house of Yahweh.”