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Isaiah - Chapter: 38


38:1	Not longe afore this, was Hezechia sycke vnto the deeth, & the prophete Esay the sonne of Amoz came vnto him, & sayd: Thus commaundeth the Lord: Set thyne house in ordre, for thou must dye, and shalt not escape.
38:2	Then Hezechia turned hys face towarde the wall, and prayed vnto the Lorde,
38:3	and sayde: Remembre (O Lorde) that I haue walcked before the in treuth and a stedfast herte, & haue done the thynge that is pleasaunt to the. And Hezechia wepte sore
38:4	Then sayde God vnto Esay:
38:5	Go and speake vnto Hezechia: the Lord God of Dauid thy father sendeth the this worde: I haue hearde thy prayer, and consydred thy teares, beholde, I will put fyftene yeares mo vnto thy lyfe,
38:6	and delyuer the and the cytie also, from the hande of the kynge of Assyria, for I wyll defende the cytie:
38:7	And take the thys token of the Lord, that he will do it, as he hath spoken:
38:8	Beholde, I wyll returne the shadowe of Ahaz dyal, that nowe is layed out with the Sunne and bringe it ten degrees backward. So the Sunne turned ten degrees backwarde, the which he was descended afore.
38:9	A thanckesgeuynge, which Hezekia Kynge of Iuda wrote, when he had bene sycke, and was recouered.
38:10	I thought I shulde haue gone to the gates of hell when myne age was shortened, and haue wanted the resydue of my yeares.
38:11	I spake within my selfe: I shall neuer viset the Lorde (the Lord I saye) in thys lyfe. I shal neuer se man among the dwellers of the worlde.
38:12	Myne age is folden vp together, & taken awaye fro me, lyke a shepherdes cotage: I haue hewen of my lyfe by my synnes, lyke as a weeuer cutteth of hys webb. He wyll with pyninge sycknesse make an ende of me: yee, he wyll make en ende of me in one daye.
38:13	I thought I wolde haue lyued vnto the morowe, but he brosed my bones lyke a lyon, and in one daye thou wilt make an ende of me.
38:14	Then chatred I lyke a swalowe, and lyke a crane, and mourned as a doue. I lyfte vp myne eyes into the heygth: O Lorde (sayde I) my sycknes kepeth me downe: ease thou me.
38:15	What shall I saye? The Lorde hath made a promise to me. Yee, and he him selfe hath perfourmed it. I shall therfore as longe as I lyue remembre thys bitternes of my lyfe.
38:16	O Lorde men maye lyue beyond theyr yeares, and I wyll declare to all men: that euen in those yeres I haue a ioyfull lyfe, and that it was thou that causedest me to sleape and agayne thou hast geuen lyfe to me.
38:17	Beholde bytter as gall was my pensyuenesse, so sore longed I for helth. And it was thy pleasure to deliuer my lyfe, from the fylthye pytt, for thou it is (O Lorde) that hast cast all my synnes behynde thy backe.
38:18	For hell prayseth not the, death doth not magnifye the. They that go downe into the graue prayse not thy trueth:
38:19	but the lyuinge, yee, the lyuing a knowledge the, lyke as I do thys daye. The father telleth hys chyldren of thy faythfulnesse.
38:20	To heale me it is the Lordes worcke, and we wyll synge my songes in thy house, all the dayes of oure lyfe.
38:21	And Esaye sayde: take a playster of fygges, and laye it vpon the sore, so shall it be whole.
38:22	Then sayd Hezekia: O what a great miracle is this, that I shall go vp into the house of the Lorde?


38:1	In tho daies Esechie was sijk `til to the deth; and Isaie, the profete, the sone of Amos, entride to hym, and seide to hym, The Lord seith these thingis, Dispose thi hous, for thou schalt die, and thou schalt not lyue.
38:2	And Esechie turnede his face to the wal, and preiede the Lord, and seide, Lord, Y biseche;
38:3	haue thou mynde, Y biseche, hou Y yede bifore thee in treuthe, and in perfit herte, and Y dide that that was good bifore thin iyen. And Ezechye wept with greet wepyng.
38:4	And the word of the Lord was maad to Isaie, and seide,
38:5	Go thou, and seie to Ezechye, The Lord God of Dauid, thi fadir, seith these thingis, I haue herd thi preier, and Y siy thi teeris. Lo! Y schal adde on thi daies fiftene yeer;
38:6	and Y schal delyuere thee and this citee fro the hond of the kyng of Assiriens, and Y schal defende it.
38:7	Forsothe this schal be to thee a signe of the Lord, that the Lord schal do this word, which he spak.
38:8	Lo! Y schal make the schadewe of lynes, bi which it yede doun in the orologie of Achas, in the sunne, to turne ayen backward bi ten lynes. And the sunne turnede ayen bi ten lynes, bi degrees bi whiche it hadde go doun.
38:9	The scripture of Ezechie, kyng of Juda, whanne he hadde be sijk, and hadde rekyuered of his sikenesse.
38:10	I seide, in the myddil of my daies Y schal go to the yatis of helle.
38:11	Y souyte the residue of my yeeris; Y seide, Y schal not se the Lord God in the lond of lyueris; Y schal no more biholde a man, and a dwellere of reste.
38:12	My generacioun is takun awei, and is foldid togidere fro me, as the tabernacle of scheepherdis is foldid togidere. Mi lijf is kit doun as of a webbe; he kittide doun me, the while Y was wouun yit. Fro the morewtid `til to the euentid thou schalt ende me;
38:13	Y hopide til to the morewtid; as a lioun, so he al to-brak alle my boonys. Fro the morewtid til to the euentid thou schalt ende me; as the brid of a swalewe, so Y schal crie;
38:14	Y schal bithenke as a culuer. Myn iyen biholdynge an hiy, ben maad feble. Lord, Y suffre violence, answere thou for me; what schal Y seie,
38:15	ether what schal answere to me, whanne `I mysilf haue do? Y schal bithenke to thee alle my yeeris, in the bitternisse of my soule.
38:16	Lord, if me lyueth so, and the lijf of my spirit is in siche thingis, thou schalt chastise me, and schalt quykene me.
38:17	Lo! my bitternesse is moost bittir in pees; forsothe thou hast delyuered my soule, that it perischide not; thou hast caste awey bihynde thi bak alle my synnes.
38:18	For not helle schal knowleche to thee, nethir deth schal herie thee; thei that goon doun in to the lake, schulen not abide thi treuthe.
38:19	A lyuynge man, a lyuynge man, he schal knouleche to thee, as and Y to dai; the fadir schal make knowun thi treuthe to sones.
38:20	Lord, make thou me saaf, and we schulen synge oure salmes in all the daies of oure lijf in the hous of the Lord.
38:21	And Ysaie comaundide, that thei schulden take a gobet of figus, and make a plaster on the wounde; and it schulde be heelid.
38:22	And Ezechie seide, What signe schal be, that Y schal stie in to the hous of the Lord?


38:1	Not longe afore this, was Ezechias deadsick: And the prophet Esay the sonne of Amos came vnto him, and sayde: Thus commaundeth the LORDE: Set thyne house in ordre, for thou must dye, and shalt not escape.
38:2	Then Ezechias turned his face towarde the wall, & prayed vnto the LORDE,
38:3	and sayde: Remembre (o LORDE) that I haue walked before the in treuth and a stedfast hert, and haue done the thinge that is pleasaunt to the. And Ezechias wepte sore.
38:4	The sayde God vnto Esay:
38:5	Go and speake vnto Ezechias: The LORDE God of Dauid thy father sendeth ye this worde: I haue herde thy prayer, and considred thy teares: beholde, I will put xv yeares mo vnto thy life,
38:6	and delyuer the and the citie also, from the honde of the kinge of Assiria, for I will defende the cite.
38:7	And take the this token of the LORDE, yt he will do it, as he hath spoken:
38:8	Beholde, I will returne the shadowe of Achas Diall, yt now is layed out with the Sonne, and bringe it ten degrees bacward. So the Sonne turned ten degrees bacward, the which he was descended afore.
38:9	A thankesgeuynge, which Ezechias kinge of Iuda wrote, when he had bene sicke, & was recouered.
38:10	I thought I shulde haue gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and haue wanted the residue of my yeares.
38:11	I spake within my self: I shal neuer viset the LORDE God in this life: I shal neuer se man, amonge the dwellers of the worlde
38:12	Myne age is folden vp together and taken awaye fro me, like a sheperdes cotage: my lyfe is hewen of, like as a weeuer cutteth of his webb. Whyl I was yet takinge my rest, he hewed me of, & made an ende of me in one daie.
38:13	I thought I wolde haue lyued vnto the morow, but he brussed my bones like a lyon, and made an ende of me in one daye.
38:14	Then chatred I like a swalowe, and like a Crane, and mourned as a doue. I lift vp myne eyes in to ye hight: O LORDE, (sayde I) violence is done vnto me, be thou suertie for me.
38:15	What shal I speake or say, ethat he maye this doo? yt I maye lyue out all my yeares, yee in the bytternesse of my life?
38:16	Verely (LORDE,) men must lyue in bytternesse, & all my life must I passe ouer therin: For thou raysest me vp, and wakest me. But lo, I wilbe wel content with this bytternes.
38:17	Neuertheles my couersacion hath so pleased ye, that thou woldest not make an ende of my life, so that thou hast cast all my synnes behynde thy backe.
38:18	For hell prayseth not the, death doth not magnifie the. They that go downe into the graue, prayse not thy treuth:
38:19	but the lyuynge, yee the lyuynge acknowlege the, like as I do this daye. The father telleth his children of thy faithfulnesse.
38:20	Delyuer vs (o LORDE) and we wil synge prayses in thy house, all the dayes of oure life.
38:21	And Esay sayde: take a playster offyges, and laye it vpon the sore, so shal it be whole.
38:22	Then saide Ezechias: O what a greate thinge is this, that I shal go vp in to the house of the LORDE.

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