|Isaiah 38: 10 - 12, 16
||I said, In the noontide of my days I must depart; I am consigned to the gates of Sheol for the rest of my years.
||I said, I shall not see the LORD in the land of the living; I shall look upon man no more among the inhabitants of the world.
||My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me like a shepherd's tent; like a weaver I have rolled up my life; he cuts me off from the loom; from day to night thou dost bring me to an end;
||O Lord, by these things men live, and in all these is the life of my spirit. Oh, restore me to health and make me live!