Isaiah 38
1 In those days Hezekiah became mortally ill. The prophet Isaiah son of Amoz came to him and said, “This is what the LORD says: ‘Put your house in order, for you are about to die; you will not recover.’”
| בַּיָּמִים הָהֵם חָלָה חִזְקִיָּהוּ לָמוּת וַיָּבוֹא אֵלָיו יְשַֽׁעְיָהוּ בֶן־אָמוֹץ הַנָּבִיא וַיֹּאמֶר אֵלָיו כֹּֽה־אָמַר יְהֹוָה צַו לְבֵיתֶךָ כִּי מֵת אַתָּה וְלֹא תִֽחְיֶֽה׃ |
2 Then Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the LORD,
| וַיַּסֵּב חִזְקִיָּהוּ פָּנָיו אֶל־הַקִּיר וַיִּתְפַּלֵּל אֶל־יְהֹוָֽה׃ |
3 saying, “Please, O LORD, remember how I have walked before You faithfully and with wholehearted devotion; I have done what was good in Your sight.” And Hezekiah wept bitterly.
| וַיֹּאמַר אָנָּה יְהֹוָה זְכׇר־נָא אֵת אֲשֶׁר הִתְהַלַּכְתִּי לְפָנֶיךָ בֶּֽאֱמֶת וּבְלֵב שָׁלֵם וְהַטּוֹב בְּעֵינֶיךָ עָשִׂיתִי וַיֵּבְךְּ חִזְקִיָּהוּ בְּכִי גָדֽוֹל׃ |
4 And the word of the LORD came to Isaiah, saying,
| וַֽיְהִי דְּבַר־יְהֹוָה אֶֽל־יְשַֽׁעְיָהוּ לֵאמֹֽר׃ |
5 “Go and tell Hezekiah that this is what the LORD, the God of your father David, says: ‘I have heard your prayer; I have seen your tears. Behold, I will add fifteen years to your life.
| הָלוֹךְ וְאָמַרְתָּ אֶל־חִזְקִיָּהוּ כֹּֽה־אָמַר יְהֹוָה אֱלֹהֵי דָּוִד אָבִיךָ שָׁמַעְתִּי אֶת־תְּפִלָּתֶךָ רָאִיתִי אֶת־דִּמְעָתֶךָ הִנְנִי יוֹסִף עַל־יָמֶיךָ חֲמֵשׁ עֶשְׂרֵה שָׁנָֽה׃ |
6 And I will deliver you and this city from the hand of the king of Assyria. I will defend this city.
| וּמִכַּף מֶֽלֶךְ־אַשּׁוּר אַצִּילְךָ וְאֵת הָעִיר הַזֹּאת וְגַנּוֹתִי עַל־הָעִיר הַזֹּֽאת׃ |
7 This will be a sign to you from the LORD that He will do what He has promised:
| וְזֶה־לְּךָ הָאוֹת מֵאֵת יְהֹוָה אֲשֶׁר יַעֲשֶׂה יְהֹוָה אֶת־הַדָּבָר הַזֶּה אֲשֶׁר דִּבֵּֽר׃ |
8 I will make the sun’s shadow that falls on the stairway of Ahaz go back ten steps.’” So the sunlight went back the ten steps it had descended.
| הִנְנִי מֵשִׁיב אֶת־צֵל הַֽמַּעֲלוֹת אֲשֶׁר יָרְדָה בְמַעֲלוֹת אָחָז בַּשֶּׁמֶשׁ אֲחֹרַנִּית עֶשֶׂר מַעֲלוֹת וַתָּשׇׁב הַשֶּׁמֶשׁ עֶשֶׂר מַעֲלוֹת בַּֽמַּעֲלוֹת אֲשֶׁר יָרָֽדָה׃ |
9 This is a writing by Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery:
| מִכְתָּב לְחִזְקִיָּהוּ מֶלֶךְ־יְהוּדָה בַּחֲלֹתוֹ וַיְחִי מֵחׇלְיֽוֹ׃ |
10 I said, “In the prime of my life I must go through the gates of Sheol and be deprived of the remainder of my years.” (Sheol h7585)
| אֲנִי אָמַרְתִּי בִּדְמִי יָמַי אֵלֵכָה בְּשַׁעֲרֵי שְׁאוֹל פֻּקַּדְתִּי יֶתֶר שְׁנוֹתָֽי׃ (Sheol h7585) |
11 I said, “I will never again see the LORD, even the LORD, in the land of the living; I will no longer look on mankind with those who dwell in this world.
| אָמַרְתִּי לֹא־אֶרְאֶה יָהּ יָהּ בְּאֶרֶץ הַחַיִּים לֹא־אַבִּיט אָדָם עוֹד עִם־יוֹשְׁבֵי חָֽדֶל׃ |
12 My dwelling has been picked up and removed from me like a shepherd’s tent. I have rolled up my life like a weaver; He cuts me off from the loom; from day until night You make an end of me.
| דּוֹרִי נִסַּע וְנִגְלָה מִנִּי כְּאֹהֶל רֹעִי קִפַּדְתִּי כָאֹרֵג חַיַּי מִדַּלָּה יְבַצְּעֵנִי מִיּוֹם עַד־לַיְלָה תַּשְׁלִימֵֽנִי׃ |
13 I composed myself until the morning. Like a lion He breaks all my bones; from day until night You make an end of me.
| שִׁוִּיתִי עַד־בֹּקֶר כָּאֲרִי כֵּן יְשַׁבֵּר כׇּל־עַצְמוֹתָי מִיּוֹם עַד־לַיְלָה תַּשְׁלִימֵֽנִי׃ |
14 I chirp like a swallow or crane; I moan like a dove. My eyes grow weak as I look upward. O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security.”
| כְּסוּס עָגוּר כֵּן אֲצַפְצֵף אֶהְגֶּה כַּיּוֹנָה דַּלּוּ עֵינַי לַמָּרוֹם אֲדֹנָי עָֽשְׁקָה־לִּי עׇרְבֵֽנִי׃ |
15 What can I say? He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done this. I will walk slowly all my years because of the anguish of my soul.
| מָֽה־אֲדַבֵּר וְאָֽמַר־לִי וְהוּא עָשָׂה אֶדַּדֶּה כׇל־שְׁנוֹתַי עַל־מַר נַפְשִֽׁי׃ |
16 O Lord, by such things men live, and in all of them my spirit finds life. You have restored me to health and have let me live.
| אֲדֹנָי עֲלֵיהֶם יִֽחְיוּ וּלְכׇל־בָּהֶן חַיֵּי רוּחִי וְתַחֲלִימֵנִי וְהַחֲיֵֽנִי׃ |
17 Surely for my own welfare I had such great anguish; but Your love has delivered me from the pit of oblivion, for You have cast all my sins behind Your back.
| הִנֵּה לְשָׁלוֹם מַר־לִי מָר וְאַתָּה חָשַׁקְתָּ נַפְשִׁי מִשַּׁחַת בְּלִי כִּי הִשְׁלַכְתָּ אַחֲרֵי גֵוְךָ כׇּל־חֲטָאָֽי׃ |
18 For Sheol cannot thank You; Death cannot praise You. Those who descend to the Pit cannot hope for Your faithfulness. (Sheol h7585)
| כִּי לֹא שְׁאוֹל תּוֹדֶךָּ מָוֶת יְהַלְלֶךָּ לֹא־יְשַׂבְּרוּ יוֹרְדֵי־בוֹר אֶל־אֲמִתֶּֽךָ׃ (Sheol h7585) |
19 The living, only the living, can thank You, as I do today; fathers will tell their children about Your faithfulness.
| חַי חַי הוּא יוֹדֶךָ כָּמוֹנִי הַיּוֹם אָב לְבָנִים יוֹדִיעַ אֶל־אֲמִתֶּֽךָ׃ |
20 The LORD will save me; we will play songs on stringed instruments all the days of our lives in the house of the LORD.
| יְהֹוָה לְהוֹשִׁיעֵנִי וּנְגִנוֹתַי נְנַגֵּן כׇּל־יְמֵי חַיֵּינוּ עַל־בֵּית יְהֹוָֽה׃ |
21 Now Isaiah had said, “Prepare a lump of pressed figs and apply it to the boil, and he will recover.”
| וַיֹּאמֶר יְשַֽׁעְיָהוּ יִשְׂאוּ דְּבֶלֶת תְּאֵנִים וְיִמְרְחוּ עַֽל־הַשְּׁחִין וְיֶֽחִי׃ |
22 And Hezekiah had asked, “What will be the sign that I will go up to the house of the LORD?”
| וַיֹּאמֶר חִזְקִיָּהוּ מָה אוֹת כִּי אֶעֱלֶה בֵּית יְהֹוָֽה׃ |
