Isaiah 38:10-18

10“I thought, ‘In the middle of my life I must walk through the gates of Sheol, I am deprived of the rest of my years.’

11“I thought, ‘I will no longer see the Lord in the land of the living, I will no longer look on humankind with the inhabitants of the world.

12My dwelling place is removed and taken away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I rolled up my life like a weaver rolls cloth; from the loom he cuts me off. You turn day into night and end my life.

13I cry out until morning; like a lion he shatters all my bones; you turn day into night and end my life.

14Like a swallow or a thrush I chirp, I coo like a dove; my eyes grow tired from looking up to the sky. O sovereign master, I am oppressed; help me!

15What can I say? He has decreed and acted. I will walk slowly all my years because I am overcome with grief.

16O sovereign master, your decrees can give men life; may years of life be restored to me. Restore my health and preserve my life.’

17“Look, the grief I experienced was for my benefit. You delivered me from the pit of oblivion. For you removed all my sins from your sight.

18Indeed Sheol does not give you thanks; death does not praise you. Those who descend into the pit do not anticipate your faithfulness.