1 In those days was Hezekiah sick to death. And Isaiah the prophet the son of Amoz came to him, and said to him, Thus said the LORD, Set your house in order: for you shall die, and not live.
2 Then Hezekiah turned his face toward the wall, and prayed to the LORD,
3 And said, Remember now, O LORD, I beseech you, how I have walked before you in truth and with a perfect heart, and have done that which is good in your sight. And Hezekiah wept sore.
4 Then came the word of the LORD to Isaiah, saying,
5 Go, and say to Hezekiah, Thus said the LORD, the God of David your father, I have heard your prayer, I have seen your tears: behold, I will add to your days fifteen years.
6 And I will deliver you and this city out of the hand of the king of Assyria: and I will defend this city.
7 And this shall be a sign to you from the LORD, that the LORD will do this thing that he has spoken;
8 Behold, I will bring again the shadow of the degrees, which is gone down in the sun dial of Ahaz, ten degrees backward. So the sun returned ten degrees, by which degrees it was gone down.
9 The writing of Hezekiah king of Judah, when he had been sick, and was recovered of his sickness:
10 I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.
11 I said, I shall not see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
12 My age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd' tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night will you make an end of me.
13 I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night will you make an end of me.
14 Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: my eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.
15 What shall I say? he has both spoken to me, and himself has done it: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
16 O LORD, by these things men live, and in all these things is the life of my spirit: so will you recover me, and make me to live.
17 Behold, for peace I had great bitterness: but you have in love to my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption: for you have cast all my sins behind your back.
18 For the grave cannot praise you, death can not celebrate you: they that go down into the pit cannot hope for your truth.
19 The living, the living, he shall praise you, as I do this day: the father to the children shall make known your truth.
20 The LORD was ready to save me: therefore we will sing my songs to the stringed instruments all the days of our life in the house of the LORD.
21 For Isaiah had said, Let them take a lump of figs, and lay it for a plaster on the boil, and he shall recover.
22 Hezekiah also had said, What is the sign that I shall go up to the house of the LORD?
1 In those days Hezekiah was sick and near death. And Isaiah the prophet, the son of Amoz, came to him and said to him, Thus says Jehovah, Set your house in order, for you shall die and not live.
2 Then Hezekiah turned his face toward the wall, and prayed to Jehovah,
3 and said, Remember now, O Jehovah, I beseech You, how I have walked before You in truth and with a perfect heart, and have done what is good in Your eyes. And Hezekiah wept with a great weeping.
4 Then came the Word of Jehovah to Isaiah, saying,
5 Go and say to Hezekiah: Thus says Jehovah the God of David your father, I have heard your prayer, I have seen your tears; behold, I will add to your days fifteen years.
6 And I will deliver you and this city out of the hand of the king of Assyria, and I will defend this city.
7 And this shall be a sign to you from Jehovah that Jehovah will do this thing that He has spoken:
8 behold, I will bring back the shadow which has gone down the steps on the sundial of Ahaz, ten steps backward. So the sun returned ten steps, by which it had gone down.
9 This is the writing of Hezekiah king of Judah, when he had been sick and had recovered from his sickness:
10 I said at the end of of my days, I shall go to the gates of Sheol; I am deprived of the rest of my years.
11 I said, I shall not see YAH, Jehovah, in the land of the living; I shall look on man no more among the inhabitants of the world.
12 My generation is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherds tent; I have cut off my life like a weaver; He will cut me off from the loom; from day even to night You make an end of me.
13 I have been still until morning; as a lion, so He breaks all my bones; from day even until night You make an end of me.
14 Like a twittering swallow, so I chatter; I mourn as a dove; my eyes look weakly to the heights. O Jehovah, I am distressed; be surety for me.
15 What shall I say? He has spoken to me, and He Himself has acted; I shall go slowly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.
16 O Jehovah, by these things men live, and in all these things is the life of my spirit; so You will restore me to health and make me live.
17 Behold, instead of peace I was bitter with bitterness; but You have delighted in delivering my soul from the pit of corruption. You have cast all my sins behind Your back.
18 For Sheol cannot thank You, death cannot praise You; those who go down into the pit cannot hope for Your truth.
19 The living, the living man, he shall praise You, as I do this day; the father shall make Your truth known to the children.
20 Jehovah is there to save me; therefore we will sing my songs with the stringed instruments all the days of our life in the house of Jehovah.
21 For Isaiah had said, Let them take a lump of figs and rub it on the boil, and he shall live.
22 Hezekiah also had said, What is the sign that I shall go up to the house of Jehovah?