Isaiah 38:9-14

9A writing of Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery:

10I said, “In the prime of my life must I go through the gates of death and be robbed of the rest of my years?”

11I 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.

12Like 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.

13I waited patiently till dawn, but like a lion he broke all my bones; day and night you made an end of me.

14I 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!”