“I chattered like a swallow or a crane.I moaned like a dove.My eyes weaken looking upward.Lord, I am oppressed.Be my security.”
Isaiah 38:14 (WEB)
Context Reading
12My dwelling is removed,and is carried away from me like a shepherd’s tent.I have rolled up my life like a weaver.He will cut me off from the loom.From day even to night you will make an end of me. 13I waited patiently until morning.He breaks all my bones like a lion.From day even to night you will make an end of me. 14I chattered like a swallow or a crane.I moaned like a dove.My eyes weaken looking upward.Lord, I am oppressed.Be my security.” 15What will I say?He has both spoken to me, and himself has done it.I will walk carefully all my years because of the anguish of my soul. 16Lord, men live by these things;and my spirit finds life in all of them.You restore me, and cause me to live.