Isaiah 38:10–18
10I said, “In the middle of my life I go into the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the residue of my years.”↗
11I said, “I won’t see the LORD, the LORD in the land of the living. I will see man no more with the inhabitants of the world.↗
12My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.↗
13I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.↗
14I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security.”↗
15What will I say? He has both spoken to me, and himself has done it. I will walk carefully all my years because of the anguish of my soul.↗
16Lord, men live by these things; and my spirit finds life in all of them. You restore me, and cause me to live.↗
17Behold, for peace I had great anguish, but you have in love for my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption; for you have cast all my sins behind your back.↗
18For Sheol can’t praise you. Death can’t celebrate you. Those who go down into the pit can’t hope for your truth.↗
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