The Lord Hears Hezekiahs Prayer
38:1 In those days Hezekiah was stricken with a terminal illness.1 The prophet Isaiah son of Amoz visited him and told him, This is what the Lord says, Give instructions to your household, for you are about to die; you will not get well. 38:2 Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the Lord, 38:3 Please, Lord. Remember how I have served you2 faithfully and with wholehearted devotion,3 and how I have carried out your will.4 Then Hezekiah wept bitterly.5
38:4 The Lord told Isaiah,6 38:5 Go and tell Hezekiah: This is what the Lord God of your ancestor7 David says: I have heard your prayer; I have seen your tears. Look, I will add fifteen years to your life, 38:6 and rescue you and this city from the king of Assyria. I will shield this city. 38:218 Isaiah ordered, Let them take a fig cake and apply it to the skin blister and he will get well. 38:22 Hezekiah said, What is the confirming sign that I will go up to the Lords temple? 38:7 Isaiah replied,9 This is your sign from the Lord confirming that the Lord will do what he has said: 38:8 Look, I will make the shadow go back ten steps on the stairs of Ahaz.10 And then the shadow went back ten steps.11
Hezekiahs Song of Thanks
38:9 This is the prayer of King Hezekiah of Judah when he was sick and then recovered from his illness:
38:10 I thought,12
In the middle of my life13 I must walk through the gates of Sheol,
I am deprived14 of the rest of my years.
38:11 I thought,
I will no longer see the Lord15 in the land of the living,
I will no longer look on mankind with the inhabitants of the world.16
38:12 My dwelling place17 is removed and taken away18 from me
like a shepherds tent.
I rolled up my life like a weaver rolls cloth;19
from the loom he cuts me off.20
You turn day into night and end my life.21
38:13 I cry out22 until morning;
like a lion he shatters all my bones;
you turn day into night and end my life.23
38:14 Like a swallow or a thrush I chirp,
I coo24 like a dove;
my eyes grow tired from looking up to the sky.25
O sovereign master,26 I am oppressed;
38:15 What can I say?
He has decreed and acted.28
I will walk slowly all my years because I am overcome with grief.29
38:16 O sovereign master, your decrees can give men life;
may years of life be restored to me.30
Restore my health31 and preserve my life.
38:17 Look, the grief I experienced was for my benefit.32
You delivered me33 from the pit of oblivion.34
For you removed all my sins from your sight.35
38:18 Indeed36 Sheol does not give you thanks;
death does not37 praise you.
Those who descend into the pit do not anticipate your faithfulness.
38:19 The living one, the living one, he gives you thanks,
as I do today.
A father tells his sons about your faithfulness.
38:20 The Lord is about to deliver me,38
and we will celebrate with music39
for the rest of our lives in the Lords temple.40