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I am going to make the sun's shadow that goes down on Ahaz's stairway return by 10 steps." So the sun's shadow went back the 10 steps it had descended.
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A poem by Hezekiah king of Judah after he had been sick and had recovered from his illness:
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I said: In the prime of my life I must go to the gates of Sheol; I am deprived of the rest of my years.
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I said: I will never see the Lord, the Lord in the land of the living; I will not look on humanity any longer with the inhabitants of what is passing away.
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My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver; He cuts me off from the loom. You make an end of me from day until night.