Isaiah 38

⁹ A writing of Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery: ¹⁰ I said, “In the prime of my life must I go through the gates of death and be robbed of the rest of my years?” ¹¹ I said, “I will not again see the Lord himself in the land of the living; no longer will I look on my fellow man, or be with those who now dwell in this world. ¹² Like a shepherd`s tent my house has been pulled down and taken from me. Like a weaver I have rolled up my life, and he has cut me off from the loom; day and night you made an end of me. ¹³ I waited patiently till dawn, but like a lion he broke all my bones; day and night you made an end of me. ¹⁴ I cried like a swift or thrush, I moaned like a mourning dove. My eyes grew weak as I looked to the heavens. I am being threatened; Lord, come to my aid!” ¹⁵ But what can I say? He has spoken to me, and he himself has done this. I will walk humbly all my years because of this anguish of my soul. ¹⁶ Lord, by such things people live; and my spirit finds life in them too. You restored me to health and let me live.