9 King Hezekiah of Judah wrote this after he was sick and became well again:
10 I thought that in the prime of my lifeI would go down to the gates of Sheoland be robbed of the rest of my life.
11 I thought that I wouldn’t see the Lord in this world.Even with all the people in the world,I thought I would never see another person.
12 My life was over.You rolled it up like a shepherd’s tent.You rolled up my life like a weaver.You cut me off from the loom.You ended my life in one day.
13 I cried out until morningas if a lion had crushed all my bones.You ended my life in one day.
14 I chirped like swallows and cranes.I cooed like doves.My eyes were tired from looking up to heaven.I’ve suffered miserably, O Lord!Please help me!
15 What can I say now that he has spoken to me?He has done this.I will be careful the rest of my life because of my bitter experience.