King James Version

1 In those days, Hezekiah became ill to the point of death, and Isaiah the son of Amoz the prophet came to him and said to him, "Thus says the LORD: Set your house in order, for you shall die and not live." 2 And Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the Lord. 3 And Hezekiah said, "O Lord, please remember how I have walked before You in truth and with a whole heart, and have done what is good in Your sight." And Hezekiah wept bitterly. 4 And the word of the Lord came to Isaiah, saying, 5 Go and say to Hezekiah, "Thus says Yahweh, the God of David your father: I have heard your prayer, I have seen your tears; behold, I will add to your days fifteen years." 6 And from the hand of the king of Assyria I will deliver you and this city, and I will protect this city. 7 And this is the sign to you from the Lord that the Lord will do this thing that he has spoken. 8 Behold, I will restore the shadow of the steps that had descended on the steps of Ahaz back ten steps; and the sun returned ten steps on the steps that it had descended. 9 A letter to Hezekiah king of Judah when he was ill, and he recovered from his illness. 10 I said, "In my blood days I will go to the gates of Sheol; I have been assigned the remainder of my years." 11 I said, "I will not see Yah in the land of the living; I will not look upon man again with those who dwell in decay." 12 My generation has set out and has been revealed from my dwelling like a shepherd's tent. I have woven my life from a thread of a web, and the night will complete me from day until night. 13 I have set my mind until morning; thus will He break all my bones; from day to night You will complete me. 14 Like a swan, so I will chirp; I will moan like a dove. My eyes are weary from looking upward; O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security. 15 What shall I speak and say for myself, and he has done a great deal of all my years against my soul? 16 My Lord, upon them may they live, and for all that is in them may they have the life of my spirit, and restore me and keep me alive. 17 Behold, for peace is bitter to me, and you have desired my soul from destruction, for you have cast away my sins after your body. 18 For the grave cannot praise you; death cannot celebrate you; those who go down to the pit cannot hope for your faithfulness. 19 Live, live, he knows you like today, a father to his sons will make known to your truth. 20 The LORD will save me, and my songs will I sing all the days of my life in the house of the LORD. 21 And Isaiah said, "They will lift the fig cake and they will spread it on the boil, and he will live." 22 And Hezekiah said, "What is the sign that I will go up to the house of the Lord?"