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1 In those days Hezekiah became gravely ill. And the prophet Isaiah the son of Amoz came to him and said, Thus says Jehovah: Put your house in order. You will die; you will not recover.
2 At this Hezekiah turned his face toward the wall and prayed to Jehovah: 3 I beseech you to remember, O Jehovah, how I have walked before you faithfully and with full purpose of heart and have done what is good in your eyes . . . And Hezekiah wept disconsolately.
4 Then the word of Jehovah came to Isaiah: 5 Go and tell Hezekiah, Thus says Jehovah, the God of your father David: I have heard your prayer and seen your tears. I will add fifteen years to your life. 6 And I will deliver you and this city out of the hand of the king of Assyria; I will protect this city.
21 a And Isaiah gave instructions to take fig packs and apply them to the swelling so that he would recover.
22 a But Hezekiah said, What of a sign that I shall again go up to the house of Jehovah?
7 And Isaiah replied, This shall be a sign to you from Jehovah, that Jehovah will do the thing he has promised: 8 See, I make the shadow cast by the afternoon sun on the dial of Ahaz recede the ten degrees it has gone down. So the sun reversed its descent by ten degrees on the dial.
9 Hezekiah king of Judah’s account of his illness, written upon his recovery:
10 I said, in the prime of lifemust I depart through Sheol’s gates,deprived of the balance of my years? 11 I thought, I shall not see bJehovahbin the land of the living;I shall not now behold Manamong those dwelling in mortality. 12 My tabernacle is being uprooted,carried away from me like a shepherd’s tent.My life is cut off like woven fabric;he is severing me from the loom.c
13 Can I contain myself until morning,while like a lion he racks my whole frame?Surely, as night has followed day,you are bringing on my end! 14 Like a mounting lark I twitter,like a dove I murmur.My eyes are drawn looking heavenward;[I am utterly sleeplessdfrom bitterness of soul . . . ]eO Jehovah, I am in straits; be my surety!
15 But what shall I saywhen he has already spoken for me,when he himself has brought it about? 16 O my Lord, by means of such trialscomes a newness of life,and throughout them all the renewal of my spirit. 17 Surely, for my own good I am in such dire distress;by its means you draw my soulout of the Pit of Dissolution.For you have cast all my sins behind you,[restoring and reviving me].f
18 For Sheol cannot praise you, nor Death glorify you;those who go down into the Pithave no further hope of your faithfulness. 19 But the living, only they bring you praise,as I do this day;from father to sons they pass onthe knowledge of your faithfulness. 20 O Jehovah, may it please you to save me,and we will perform musicall the days of our lives in the house of Jehovah.


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