Hezekiah Healed
1In those days Hezekiah became Lit sick to deathmortally ill. And Isaiah the prophet, the son of Amoz, came to him and said to him, “This is what the Lord says: ‘Set your house in order, for you are going to die and not live.’ ”
2Then Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the Lord,
3and said, “Please, Lord, just remember how I have walked before You wholeheartedly and in truth, and have done what is good in Your sight.” And Hezekiah wept Lit great weepingprofusely.
4Then the word of the Lord came to Isaiah, saying,
5“Go and say to Hezekiah, ‘This is what the Lord, the God of your father David says: “I have heard your prayer, I have seen your tears; behold, I will add fifteen years to your Lit dayslife.
6And I will save you and this city from the hand of the king of Assyria; and I will protect this city.” ’
7“And this shall be the sign to you from the Lord, that the Lord will perform this word that He has spoken:
8Behold, I will make the shadow on the stairway, which has gone down with the sun on the stairway of Ahaz, go back ten steps.” So the sun’s shadow went back ten steps on the stairway on which it had gone down.
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This is a writing of Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and Lit he lived after his illnessrecovery:
10I said, “In the middle of my Lit dayslife
I am to enter the gates of Sheol;
I have been deprived of the rest of my years.”
11I said, “I will not see the Lord,
The Lord in the land of the living;
I will no longer look on mankind among the inhabitants of the world.
12Like a shepherd’s tent my dwelling is pulled up and removed from me;
As a weaver I rolled up my life.
He cuts me off from the loom;
From day until night You make an end of me.
13I composed my soul until morning.
Like a lion—so He breaks all my bones,
From day until night You make an end of me.
14Like a swallow, like a crane, so I twitter;
I moan like a dove;
My eyes look wistfully to the heights;
Lord, I am oppressed, be my security.
15“What shall I say?
Targum and DSS And what shall I say for He
For He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done it;
I will walk Or slowlyquietly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
And in all these is the life of my spirit;
Lit You will
Restore me to health and let me live!
17Behold, for my own welfare I had great bitterness;
But You have As in some ancient versions; MT lovedkept my soul from the pit of Or destructionnothingness,
For You have hurled all my sins behind Your back.
18For Sheol cannot thank You,
Death cannot praise You;
Those who go down to the pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness.
19It is the living who give thanks to You, as I do today;
A father tells his sons about Your faithfulness.
So we will play my songs on stringed instruments
All the days of our life at the house of the Lord.”
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