Isaiah 38:9-14

9A writing of King Hezekiah of Judah, after his illness, when he recovered from his illness:

10I said: “In the prime of my life, I am to enter the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the rest of my years.”

11I said: “I will not see Adonai, Adonai, in the land of the living. I will look on humanity no longer among the inhabitants of the world.

12Like a shepherd’s tent, my dwelling is pulled up and carried away from me. Like a weaver I rolled up my life. He cuts me off from the loom. From day until night You make my end.

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!