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Isaiah 38

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1 In those days Hezekiah was ill and near death. And Isaiah the prophet, the son of Amoz, came to him, and said to him, The Lord says, Put your house in order; for your death is near.

2 And Hezekiah, turning his face to the wall, made his prayer to the Lord, saying,

3 O Lord, keep in mind how I have been true to you with all my heart, and have done what is good in your eyes. And Hezekiah gave way to bitter weeping.

4 Then the word of the Lord came to Isaiah, saying,

5 Go to Hezekiah, and say, The Lord, the God of David, your father, says, Your prayer has come to my ears, and I have seen your weeping: see, I will give you fifteen more years of life.

6 And I will keep you and this town safe from the hands of the king of Assyria: and I will keep watch over this town.

7 And Isaiah said, This is the sign the Lord will give you, that he will do what he has said:

8 See, I will make the shade which has gone down on the steps of Ahaz with the sun, go back ten steps. So the shade went back the ten steps by which it had gone down.

9 The writing of Hezekiah, king of Judah, after he had been ill, and had got better from his disease.

10 I said, In the quiet of my days I am going down into the underworld: the rest of my years are being taken away from me.

11 I said, I will not see the Lord, even the Lord in the land of the living: I will not see man again or those living in the world.

12 My resting-place is pulled up and taken away from me like a herdsman's tent: my life is rolled up like a linen-worker's thread; I am cut off from the cloth on the frame: from day even to night you give me up to pain.

13 I am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.

14 I make cries like a bird; I give out sounds of grief like a dove: my eyes are looking up with desire; O Lord, I am crushed, take up my cause.

15 What am I to say? seeing that it is he who has done it: all my time of sleeping I am turning from side to side without rest.

16 O Lord, for this cause I am waiting for you, give rest to my spirit: make me well again, and let me come back to life.

17 See, in place of peace my soul had bitter sorrow. but you have kept back my soul from the underworld; for you have put all my sins out of your memory.

18 For the underworld is not able to give you praise, death gives you no honour: for those who go down into the underworld there is no hope in your mercy.

19 The living, the living man, he will give you praise, as I do this day: the father will give the story of your mercy to his children.

20 O Lord, quickly be my saviour; so we will make my songs to corded instruments all the days of our lives in the house of the Lord.

21 And Isaiah said, Let them take a cake of figs, and put it on the diseased place, and he will get well.

22 And Hezekiah said, What is the sign that I will go up to the house of the Lord?

Good News Translation GNT

1 About this time King Hezekiah became sick and almost died. The prophet Isaiah son of Amoz went to see him and said to him, "The Lord tells you that you are to put everything in order because you will not recover. Get ready to die."

2 Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed:

3 "Remember, Lord, that I have served you faithfully and loyally, and that I have always tried to do what you wanted me to." And he began to cry bitterly.

4 Then the Lord commanded Isaiah

5 to go back to Hezekiah and say to him, "I, the Lord, the God of your ancestor David, have heard your prayer and seen your tears; I will let you live fifteen years longer.

6 I will rescue you and this city of Jerusalem from the emperor of Assyria, and I will continue to protect the city."

7 Isaiah replied, "The Lord will give you a sign to prove that he will keep his promise.

8 On the stairway built by King Ahaz, the Lord will make the shadow go back ten steps." And the shadow moved back ten steps.

9 After Hezekiah recovered from his illness, he wrote this song of praise:

10 I thought that in the prime of life I was going to the world of the dead, Never to live out my life.

11 I thought that in this world of the living I would never again see the Lord Or any living person.

12 My life was cut off and ended, Like a tent that is taken down, Like cloth that is cut from a loom. I thought that God was ending my life.

13 All night I cried out with pain, As if a lion were breaking my bones. I thought that God was ending my life.

14 My voice was thin and weak, And I moaned like a dove. My eyes grew tired from looking to heaven. Lord, rescue me from all this trouble.

15 What can I say? The Lord has done this. My heart is bitter, and I cannot sleep.

16 Lord, I will live for you, for you alone; Heal me and let me live.

17 My bitterness will turn into peace. You save my life from all danger; You forgive all my sins.

18 No one in the world of the dead can praise you; The dead cannot trust in your faithfulness.

19 It is the living who praise you, As I praise you now. Parents tell their children how faithful you are.

20 Lord, you have healed me. We will play harps and sing your praise, Sing praise in your Temple as long as we live.

21 Isaiah told the king to put a paste made of figs on his boil, and he would get well.

22 Then King Hezekiah asked, "What is the sign to prove that I will be able to go to the Temple?"