Isaiah 38
14 Ref Like a swallow [or] a crane, so did I chatter; I did moan as a dove; my eyes fail [with looking] upward: Lord, I am oppressed, be my collateral.
15 Ref What shall I say? he has both spoken to me, and himself has done it: I shall go softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
16 Ref Lord, by these things men live; Wholly therein is the life of my spirit: You restore me, and cause me to live.
17 Ref Behold, [it was] for [my] peace [that] I had great bitterness: But you have in love to my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption; For you have cast all my sins behind your back.
18 Ref For Sheol can't praise you, death can't celebrate you: Those who go down into the pit can't hope for your truth.
19 Ref The living, the living, he shall praise you, as I do this day: The father to the children shall make known your truth.