Thomson(i)
10 I said in the height of my days I shall go down to the gates of Hades, I shall leave the years which remain.
11 I said, I shall no more see the salvation of God in the land of the living; I shall no more see the salvation of Israel on the earth; I shall behold man no more.
12 I am cut off from my generation, I have left the remainder of my life. He is gone and departed from me, like one striking a tent, having just pitched it. My soul within me was like a web which the weaver was in act to sever from the loom.
13 In that day I was delivered up until morning as to a lion. So did he break to pieces all my bones. For from day to night I was delivered up.
14 Like a swallow so let me twitter; and like a turtle dove so let me moan; for mine eyes were too weak to look up to the vault of heaven; to the Lord who hath rescued me
15 and taken from me the sorrow of my soul.
16 Of this indeed thou, O Lord, wast told, and thou hast restored my breath and I am comforted and live. 17 For thou hast rescued my soul that it should not perish; and hast cast behind thee all my sins.
18 For those in the mansion of the dead cannot praise thee; nor can the dead return thee thanks, nor they in Hades hope for thy kindness.
19 The living will praise thee even as I do; for from this day I shall raise up children, who will proclaim this loving kindness of thine,
20 God of my salvation; and I will never cease praising thee with a psaltery, all the days of my life over against the house of God.
21 Now Esaias had said to Ezekias, Take a cake of figs and bruise and apply it as a poultice and thou shalt recover.
22 Whereupon Ezekias said, Let this be a sign to Ezekias, that I shall go up to the house of God.