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Chapter 38
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In those days was Hezekiah sick unto death. And Isaiah
the prophet the son of Amoz came unto him, and said unto
him, Thus saith the LORD, Set thine house in order: for
thou shalt die, and not live. |
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Then Hezekiah turned his face toward the wall, and
prayed unto the LORD, |
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And said, Remember now, O LORD, I beseech thee, how
I have walked before thee in truth and with a perfect
heart, and have done that which is good in thy sight.
And Hezekiah wept sore. |
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Then came the word of the LORD to Isaiah, saying, |
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Go, and say to Hezekiah, Thus saith the LORD, the God
of David thy father, I have heard thy prayer, I have
seen thy tears: behold, I will add unto thy days fifteen
years.
A Bottle
Full of Tears - |
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And I will deliver thee and this city out of the hand
of the king of Assyria: and I will defend this city. |
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And this shall be a sign unto thee from the LORD, that
the LORD will do this thing that he hath spoken; |
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Behold, I will bring again the shadow of the degrees,
which is gone down in the sun dial of Ahaz, ten degrees
backward. So the sun returned ten degrees, by which degrees
it was gone down. |
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The writing of Hezekiah king of Judah, when he had
been sick, and was recovered of his sickness: |
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I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to
the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue
of my years. |
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I said, I shall not see the LORD, even the LORD, in
the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with
the inhabitants of the world. |
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Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's
tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut
me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt
thou make an end of me. |
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I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he
break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou
make an end of me. |
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Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did
mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward:
O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me. |
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What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and
himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years
in the bitterness of my soul. |
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O LORD, by these things men live, and in all these
things is the life of my spirit: so wilt thou recover
me, and make me to live. |
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Behold, for peace I had great bitterness: but thou
hast in love to my soul delivered it from the pit of
corruption: for thou hast cast all my sins behind thy
back. |
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For the grave cannot praise thee, death can not celebrate
thee: they that go down into the pit cannot hope for
thy truth. |
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The living, the living, he shall praise thee, as I
do this day: the father to the children shall make known
thy truth. |
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The LORD was ready to save me: therefore we will sing
my songs to the stringed instruments all the days of
our life in the house of the LORD. |
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For Isaiah had said, Let them take a lump of figs,
and lay it for a plaister upon the boil, and he shall
recover. |
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Hezekiah also had said, What is the sign that I shall
go up to the house of the LORD? |
