Isaiah 38:11-13

The Voice

¹¹     I thought: That’s it. I will never again see the Eternal in the land of the living.
        I will never again enjoy the company of those alive in this world.
¹²     My time on earth is folded up and packed away like a shepherd’s tent.
        It’s as if a weaver has snipped me off from the loom and rolled me up.
        From day to night You bring my life to an end.
¹³     I stay calm until morning arrives,
        then like a lion He breaks all my bones.
        From day to night You bring my life to an end.