Isaiah 38:12-14
The Voice
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.
14 Oh, how I argue and mourn for my passing life!
Like a swallow or a crane I twitter;
like a lonesome dove I moan.
My eyes become bleary from looking up to the heavens for help.
I cry, “O Lord, way up high, I am oppressed; come and help me!”
Isaiah 38:12-14
New International Version
12 Like a shepherd’s tent(A) my house
has been pulled down(B) and taken from me.
Like a weaver I have rolled(C) up my life,
and he has cut me off from the loom;(D)
day and night(E) you made an end of me.
13 I waited patiently(F) till dawn,
but like a lion he broke(G) all my bones;(H)
day and night(I) you made an end of me.
14 I cried like a swift or thrush,
I moaned like a mourning dove.(J)
My eyes grew weak(K) as I looked to the heavens.
I am being threatened; Lord, come to my aid!”(L)
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