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38 Um þær mundir tók Hiskía sótt og var að dauða kominn. Þá kom Jesaja Amozson spámaður til hans og sagði við hann: "Svo segir Drottinn: Ráðstafa húsi þínu, því að þú munt deyja og eigi lifa."

Þá sneri Hiskía andliti sínu til veggjar, bað til Drottins

og mælti: "Æ, Drottinn, minnstu þess, að ég hefi gengið fyrir augliti þínu með trúmennsku og einlægu hjarta og gjört það, sem þér er þóknanlegt!" Og hann grét sáran.

Þá kom orð Drottins, til Jesaja, svolátandi:

"Far og seg Hiskía: Svo segir Drottinn, Guð Davíðs, forföður þíns: Ég hefi heyrt bæn þína og séð tár þín. Sjá, ég vil enn leggja fimmtán ár við aldur þinn.

Og ég vil frelsa þig og þessa borg af hendi Assýríukonungs, og ég mun vernda þessa borg.

Og þetta skalt þú til marks hafa af Drottni, að Drottinn muni efna það, sem hann hefir heitið:

Sjá, ég færi aftur stigskuggann, er með sólinni hefir færst niður á sólskífu Akasar, um tíu stig." Og sólin færðist aftur á bak þau tíu stig á sólskífunni, er hún hafði gengið niður.

Sálmur eftir Hiskía konung í Júda, þá er hann hafði verið sjúkur, en var heill orðinn af sjúkleik sínum.

10 Ég sagði: Á hádegi ævi minnar stend ég við dauðans dyr. Það sem eftir er ára minna er ég ofurseldur hliðum Heljar.

11 Ég sagði: Ég fæ eigi framar að sjá Drottin á landi lifenda, ég fæ eigi framar menn að líta meðal þeirra sem heiminn byggja.

12 Bústað mínum er kippt upp og svipt burt frá mér eins og hjarðmannatjaldi. Ég hefi undið upp líf mitt eins og vefari. Hann sker mig frá uppistöðunni. Þú þjáir mig frá því að dagar og þar til nóttin kemur.

13 Ég þreyði til morguns. Öll mín bein voru kramin eins og af ljónshrammi. Þú þjáir mig frá því að dagar og þar til nóttin kemur.

14 Ég tísti sem svala og kurra sem dúfa. Augu mín mæna til himins. Drottinn, ég er í nauðum, líkna þú mér.

15 Hvað á ég að segja? Hann talaði til mín og efndi sín orð. Í auðmýkt vil ég ganga alla mína lífdaga, því minni sálarangist er létt.

16 Drottinn, af þessu lifa menn, og í öllu þessu er líf anda míns fólgið, þú gafst mér heilsuna aftur og lést mig lifna við.

17 Sjá, til blessunar varð mér hin sára kvöl. Þú forðaðir lífi mínu frá gröf eyðingarinnar, því að þú varpaðir að baki þér öllum syndum mínum.

18 Hel vegsamar þig eigi, dauðinn lofar þig eigi. Þeir sem niður eru stignir í gröfina vona eigi á trúfesti þína.

19 En sá einn lofar þig, sem lifir, eins og ég í dag. Feður kunngjöra börnum sínum trúfesti þína.

20 Drottinn er mitt hjálpræði. Í húsi Drottins skulum vér því hreyfa strengina alla vora lífdaga.

21 Og Jesaja bauð að taka skyldi fíkjudeig og leggja á kýlið, og mundi honum þá batna.

22 En Hiskía sagði: "Hvað skal ég hafa til marks um það, að ég megi aftur ganga upp í hús Drottins?"

Hezekiah’s Illness(A)

38 In those days Hezekiah became ill and was at the point of death. The prophet Isaiah son of Amoz(B) went to him and said, “This is what the Lord says: Put your house in order,(C) because you are going to die; you will not recover.”(D)

Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the Lord, “Remember, Lord, how I have walked(E) before you faithfully and with wholehearted devotion(F) and have done what is good in your eyes.(G)” And Hezekiah wept(H) bitterly.

Then the word(I) of the Lord came to Isaiah: “Go and tell Hezekiah, ‘This is what the Lord, the God of your father David,(J) says: I have heard your prayer and seen your tears;(K) I will add fifteen years(L) to your life. And I will deliver you and this city from the hand of the king of Assyria. I will defend(M) this city.

“‘This is the Lord’s sign(N) to you that the Lord will do what he has promised: I will make the shadow cast by the sun go back the ten steps it has gone down on the stairway of Ahaz.’” So the sunlight went back the ten steps it had gone down.(O)

A writing of Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery:

10 I said, “In the prime of my life(P)
    must I go through the gates of death(Q)
    and be robbed of the rest of my years?(R)
11 I said, “I will not again see the Lord himself(S)
    in the land of the living;(T)
no longer will I look on my fellow man,
    or be with those who now dwell in this world.
12 Like a shepherd’s tent(U) my house
    has been pulled down(V) and taken from me.
Like a weaver I have rolled(W) up my life,
    and he has cut me off from the loom;(X)
    day and night(Y) you made an end of me.
13 I waited patiently(Z) till dawn,
    but like a lion he broke(AA) all my bones;(AB)
    day and night(AC) you made an end of me.
14 I cried like a swift or thrush,
    I moaned like a mourning dove.(AD)
My eyes grew weak(AE) as I looked to the heavens.
    I am being threatened; Lord, come to my aid!”(AF)

15 But what can I say?(AG)
    He has spoken to me, and he himself has done this.(AH)
I will walk humbly(AI) all my years
    because of this anguish of my soul.(AJ)
16 Lord, by such things people live;
    and my spirit finds life in them too.
You restored me to health
    and let me live.(AK)
17 Surely it was for my benefit(AL)
    that I suffered such anguish.(AM)
In your love you kept me
    from the pit(AN) of destruction;
you have put all my sins(AO)
    behind your back.(AP)
18 For the grave(AQ) cannot praise you,
    death cannot sing your praise;(AR)
those who go down to the pit(AS)
    cannot hope for your faithfulness.
19 The living, the living—they praise(AT) you,
    as I am doing today;
parents tell their children(AU)
    about your faithfulness.

20 The Lord will save me,
    and we will sing(AV) with stringed instruments(AW)
all the days of our lives(AX)
    in the temple(AY) of the Lord.

21 Isaiah had said, “Prepare a poultice of figs and apply it to the boil, and he will recover.”

22 Hezekiah had asked, “What will be the sign(AZ) that I will go up to the temple of the Lord?”

38 In those days was Hezekiah sick unto death. And Isaiah the prophet the son of Amoz came unto him, and said unto him, Thus saith the Lord, Set thine house in order: for thou shalt die, and not live.

Then Hezekiah turned his face toward the wall, and prayed unto the Lord,

And said, Remember now, O Lord, I beseech thee, how I have walked before thee in truth and with a perfect heart, and have done that which is good in thy sight. And Hezekiah wept sore.

Then came the word of the Lord to Isaiah, saying,

Go, and say to Hezekiah, Thus saith the Lord, the God of David thy father, I have heard thy prayer, I have seen thy tears: behold, I will add unto thy days fifteen years.

And I will deliver thee and this city out of the hand of the king of Assyria: and I will defend this city.

And this shall be a sign unto thee from the Lord, that the Lord will do this thing that he hath spoken;

Behold, I will bring again the shadow of the degrees, which is gone down in the sun dial of Ahaz, ten degrees backward. So the sun returned ten degrees, by which degrees it was gone down.

The writing of Hezekiah king of Judah, when he had been sick, and was recovered of his sickness:

10 I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.

11 I said, I shall not see the Lord, even the Lord, in the land of the living: I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.

12 Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

13 I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

14 Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward: O Lord, I am oppressed; undertake for me.

15 What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years in the bitterness of my soul.

16 O Lord, by these things men live, and in all these things is the life of my spirit: so wilt thou recover me, and make me to live.

17 Behold, for peace I had great bitterness: but thou hast in love to my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption: for thou hast cast all my sins behind thy back.

18 For the grave cannot praise thee, death can not celebrate thee: they that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth.

19 The living, the living, he shall praise thee, as I do this day: the father to the children shall make known thy truth.

20 The Lord was ready to save me: therefore we will sing my songs to the stringed instruments all the days of our life in the house of the Lord.

21 For Isaiah had said, Let them take a lump of figs, and lay it for a plaister upon the boil, and he shall recover.

22 Hezekiah also had said, What is the sign that I shall go up to the house of the Lord?