Lord, by such things men live; and my spirit finds life in them too. You restored me to health and let me live.117
Surely it was for my benefit2 that I suffered such anguish.3 In your love you kept me from the pit4 of destruction; you have put all my sins5 behind your back.618
For the gravea7 cannot praise you, death cannot sing your praise;8 those who go down to the pit9 cannot hope for your faithfulness.
The living, the living--they praise10 you, as I am doing today; fathers tell their children11 about your faithfulness.
The LORD will save me, and we will sing12 with stringed instruments13 all the days of our lives14 in the temple15 of the LORD.
Isaiah had said, "Prepare a poultice of figs and apply it to the boil, and he will recover."
Hezekiah had asked, "What will be the sign16 that I will go up to the temple of the LORD?"