9 A writing of Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery:
10 I said, "In the middle of my life I am to enter the gates of Sheol; I am to be deprived of the rest of my years."
11 I said, "I will not see the Lord, The Lord in the land of the living; I will look on man no more among the inhabitants of the world.
12 "Like a shepherd's tent my dwelling is pulled up and removed from me; As a weaver I rolled up my life. He cuts me off from the loom; From day until night You make an end of me.
13 "I composed my soul until morning. Like a lion-so He breaks all my bones, From day until night You make an end of me.
14 "Like a swallow, like a crane, so I twitter; I moan like a dove; My eyes look wistfully to the heights; O Lord, I am oppressed, be my security.
15 "What shall I say? For He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done it; I will wander about all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.