Isaiah 38:9-22 - Hezekiah's Poem Of Praise

⁹ the writing of Hezekiah king of Judah, when he had been sick and then recovered from his sickness:

¹⁰ I, said - In the noontide of my days, I must enter the gates of hades, - I am deprived of the residue of ray years! ¹¹ I said - I shall not see Yah, Yah, in the land of the living, I shall discern the son of earth no longer, with the dwellers in the quiet land. ¹² My dwelling, hath been broken up. And is stripped from me, like a shepherds tent, - I have roiled up - as a weaver - my life From the loom, doth he cut me off, From day until night, I said - Thou wilt finish me. ¹³ I cried out, until morning, like a lion, Thus, will he break all my bones! From day until night, Thou wilt finish me! ¹⁴ As a twittering swallow, so, do I chatter, I coo as a dove, - Mine eyes languish through looking on high, O My Lord! distress is upon me - my Surety!

¹⁵ What can I say? Since he hath promised for me, Himself, will perform. I will go softly, all my years. Because of the bitterness of my soul, ¹⁶ O My Lord! on those things do men live, - And, altogether in them, is the life of my spirit, When thou hast strengthened me and made me live. ¹⁷ Lo! for well-being, I had bitterness - bitterness, - But, thou, cleaving unto my soul, hast raised me from the pit of corruption, For thou hast cast, behind thy back all my sins. ¹⁸ For, hades, cannot praise thee Nor, death, celebrate thee, - They who go down to the pit cannot wait for thy faithfulness. ¹⁹ The living, the living, he, can praise thee, As I do this day, - A father, to his children, can make known thy faithfulness. ²⁰ Yahweh, was willing to save me, - Therefore, on my stringed instruments, will we play - All the days of our life By the house of Yahweh.

²¹ And Isaiah had said, Let them take a cake of figs, and let them press it over the boil, that he may recover. ²² And Hezekiah had said - What is the sign - that I shall go up unto the house of Yahweh?