9. This is what Hezekiah wrote after he got well:
10. I thought I would dieduring my best yearsand stay as a prisoner for everin the world of the dead.
11. I thought I would never againsee you, my Lord,or any of the peoplewho live on this earth.
12. My life was taken from melike the tent that a shepherdpulls up and moves.You cut me off like threadfrom a weaver's loom;you make a wreck of meday and night.
13. Until morning came, I thoughtyou would crush my bonesjust like a hungry lion;both night and dayyou make a wreck of me.
14. I cry like a swallow;I mourn like a dove.My eyes are redfrom looking to you, Lord.I am terribly abused.Please come and help me.
15. There's nothing I can sayin answer to you,since you are the onewho has done this to me.My life has turned sour;I will limp until I die.