Isaiah 38:12
My resting-place is pulled up and taken away from me like a herdsman's tent: my life is rolled up like a linen-worker's thread; I am cut off from the cloth on the frame: from day even to night you give me up to pain.
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Isaiah 38:12
My resting-place is pulled up and taken away from me like a herdsman's tent: my life is rolled up like a linen-worker's thread; I am cut off from the cloth on the frame: from day even to night you give me up to pain.
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Isaiah 38:13
I am crying out with pain till the morning; it is as if a lion was crushing all my bones.
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Isaiah 38:14
I make cries like a bird; I give out sounds of grief like a dove: my eyes are looking up with desire; O Lord, I am crushed, take up my cause.
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Isaiah 38:9
The writing of Hezekiah, king of Judah, after he had been ill, and had got better from his disease.
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Isaiah 38:17
See, in place of peace my soul had bitter sorrow. but you have kept back my soul from the underworld; for you have put all my sins out of your memory.
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