Isaiah 38:13-16

13I quieted myself until morning; as a lion, so he breaketh all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

14Like a swallow or a crane, so did I chatter; I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward; O LORD, I am oppressed, be thou my surety.

15What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.

16O Lord, by these things men live, and wholly therein is the life of my spirit: wherefore recover thou me, and make me to live.