Isaiah 38:12

The Passion Translation

My body is being folded up and taken from me, taken down like a shepherd’s tent. He cuts my life short, as a weaver cuts his cloth from the loom and rolls it up. From day to night, you bring my life to an end.

Cross References

Psalm 102:11

My days are marked by the lengthening shadows of death. I’m withering away and there’s nothing left of me.

Psalm 119:23

For even if the princes and my leaders choose to criticize me, I will continue to serve you and walk in your plans for my life.

Psalm 31:22

I spoke hastily when I said, “The Lord has deserted me.” For in truth, you did hear my prayer and came to rescue me.

Psalm 73:14

Here I am suffering under your discipline day after day. I feel like I’m being punished all day long.

Psalm 90:5

One day we will each be swept away into the sleep of death. We glide along through the tides of time— so quickly gone, like a dream that fades at dawn, like glistening grass that springs up one day and is dry and withered the next, ready to be cut down!

Isaiah 1:8

And the daughter of Zion is left as helpless as a deserted shack in a vineyard or a flimsy shelter in a field of cucumbers— in every way like a city besieged!

Isaiah 13:20

Babylon will never rise again, nor will she be inhabited for many generations. Bedouins will not even pitch their tents there, and shepherds will refuse to rest their flocks there.

2 Corinthians 5:1

We are convinced that even if these bodies we live in are folded up at death like tents, we will still have a God-built home that no human hands have built, which will last forever in the heavenly realm.

2 Corinthians 5:4

So, while living in this “tent,” we groan under its burden, not because we want to die but because we want these new bodies. We crave for all that is mortal to be swallowed up by eternal life.

Hebrews 1:12

And they will be changed like clothes, and you will fold them up and put them away. But you are ‘I AM.’ You never change, years without end!”

James 4:14

But you don’t have a clue what tomorrow may bring. For your fleeting life is but a warm breath of air that is visible in the cold only for a moment and then vanishes!