Isaiah 38:10
`I -- I said in the cutting off of my days, I go in to the gates of Sheol, I have numbered the remnant of mine years.
`I -- I said in the cutting off of my days, I go in to the gates of Sheol, I have numbered the remnant of mine years.
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11I said, I do not see Jah -- Jah! In the land of the living, I do not behold man any more, With the inhabitants of the world.
12My sojourning hath departed, And been removed from me as a shepherd's tent, I have drawn together, as a weaver, my life, By weakness it cutteth me off, From day unto night Thou dost end me.
13I have set `Him' till morning as a lion, So doth He break all my bones, From day unto night Thou dost end me.
1My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves `are' for me.
23He hath humbled in the way my power, He hath shortened my days.
24I say, `My God, take me not up in the midst of my days,' Through all generations `are' Thine years.
15-- What do I say? seeing He said to me, And He Himself hath wrought, I go softly all my years for the bitterness of my soul.
10For my life hath been consumed in sorrow And my years in sighing. Feeble because of mine iniquity hath been my strength, And my bones have become old.
18And why from the womb Hast Thou brought me forth? I expire, and the eye doth not see me.
19As I had not been, I am, From the belly to the grave I am brought,
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,
21Before I go, and return not, Unto a land of darkness and death-shade,
3For my soul hath been full of evils, And my life hath come to Sheol.
4I have been reckoned with those going down `to' the pit, I have been as a man without strength.
5Among the dead -- free, As pierced ones lying in the grave, Whom Thou hast not remembered any more, Yea, they by Thy hand have been cut off.
11My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
22When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go.
13Look from me, and I brighten up before I go and am not!
10My heart `is' panting, my power hath forsaken me, And the light of mine eyes, Even they are not with me.
13If I wait -- Sheol `is' my house, In darkness I have spread out my couch.
11My days as a shadow `are' stretched out, And I -- as the herb I am withered.
13O that in Sheol Thou wouldst conceal me, Hide me till the turning of Thine anger, Set for me a limit, and remember me.
14If a man dieth -- doth he revive? All days of my warfare I wait, till my change come.
17For I am ready to halt, And my pain `is' before me continually.
16I have wasted away -- not to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days `are' vanity.
9A writing of Hezekiah king of Judah concerning his being sick, when he reviveth from his sickness:
4`Cause me to know, O Jehovah, mine end, And the measure of my days -- what it `is',' I know how frail I `am'.
4And I -- I said: I have been cast out from before Thine eyes, (Yet I add to look unto Thy holy temple!)
17Revealed to thee were the gates of death? And the gates of death-shade dost thou see?
23For I have known To death Thou dost bring me back, And `to' the house appointed for all living.
3Compassed me have cords of death, And straits of Sheol have found me, Distress and sorrow I find.
47Remember, I pray Thee, what `is' life-time? Wherefore in vain hast Thou created All the sons of men?
48Who `is' the man that liveth, and doth not see death? He delivereth his soul from the hand of Sheol. Selah.
6My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.
8The eye of my beholder beholdeth me not. Thine eyes `are' upon me -- and I am not.
22And I -- I have said in my haste, `I have been cut off from before Thine eyes,' But Thou hast heard the voice of my supplications, In my crying unto Thee.
18And I say, Perished hath my strength and my hope from Jehovah.
22And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.
6I have been bent down, I have been bowed down -- unto excess, All the day I have gone mourning.
15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
6The cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been the snares of death.
5Cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been snares of death.
6In dark places He hath caused me to dwell, As the dead of old.
18Jah hath sorely chastened me, And to death hath not given me up.
1My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.
1In those days hath Hezekiah been sick unto death, and come in unto him doth Isaiah son of Amoz, the prophet, and saith unto him, `Thus said Jehovah: Give a charge to thy house, for thou `art' dying, and dost not live.'
18My refreshing for me `is' sorrow, For me my heart `is' sick.
2Also -- the power of their hands, why `is it' to me? On them hath old age perished.
16Over me hath Thy wrath passed, Thy terrors have cut me off,
7And dim from sorrow is mine eye, And my members as a shadow all of them.