Isaiah 38:13-16

13I stilled my soul till morning. Like a lion, He will break all my bones. From day till night You make my end.

14Like a swallow or a crane, I whisper, I moan like a dove. My eyes are weary, looking upward. Adonai, I am oppressed, be my security!

15What should I say? For He has spoken to me— He Himself has done it! I will wander about all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.

16Adonai, by such things men live, and my spirit has life in them too. Restore me to health, and let me live!