9. This is the prayer of King Hezekiah of Judah when he was sick and then recovered from his illness:
10. “I thought, ‘In the middle of my life I must walk through the gates of Sheol,I am deprived of the rest of my years.’
11. “I thought,‘I will no longer see the Lord in the land of the living,I will no longer look on humankind with the inhabitants of the world.
12. My dwelling place is removed and taken away from melike a shepherd’s tent.I rolled up my life like a weaver rolls cloth;from the loom he cuts me off.You turn day into night and end my life.
13. I cry out until morning;like a lion he shatters all my bones;you turn day into night and end my life.
14. Like a swallow or a thrush I chirp,I coo like a dove;my eyes grow tired from looking up to the sky.O sovereign master, I am oppressed; help me!
15. What can I say?He has decreed and acted. I will walk slowly all my years because I am overcome with grief.