9. The song of Hezekiah, king of Judah, after he had been sick and had recovered from his illness:
10. In the noontime of life I said,I must depart!To the gates of Sheol I have been consignedfor the rest of my years.
11. I said, I shall see the Lord no morein the land of the living.Nor look on any mortalsamong those who dwell in the world.
12. My dwelling, like a shepherd’s tent,is struck down and borne away from me;You have folded up my life, like a weaverwho severs me from the last thread. From morning to night you make an end of me;
13. I cry out even until the dawn.Like a lion he breaks all my bones;from morning to night you make an end of me.
14. Like a swallow I chirp;I moan like a dove.My eyes grow weary looking heavenward:Lord, I am overwhelmed; go security for me!