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Isaiah 38:10 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised

I said: In the prime  of my life I must go to the gates of Sheol; I am deprived of the rest of my years.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

I said, In the noontide and tranquillity of my days I must depart; I am to pass through the gates of Sheol (the place of the dead), deprived of the remainder of my years.

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American Standard Version (1901)

I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.

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Common English Bible

I thought, I must depart in the prime of my life; I have been relegated to the gates of the underworld for the rest of my life.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

"I said: In the middle of my days, I will go to the gates of Hell. So I sought the remainder of my years.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

I said: In the midst of my days I shall go to the gates of hell. I sought for the residue of my years.

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Isaiah 38:10
12 Tagairtí Cros  

What strength do I have, that I should continue to hope? What is my future, that I should be patient?


Remember that my life is but a breath. My eye will never again see anything good.


Whatever your hands find to do, do with all your strength,  because there is no work, planning, knowledge, or wisdom  in Sheol where you are going.


In those days Hezekiah became terminally ill.  The prophet Isaiah son of Amoz came and said to him, ‘This is what the Lord says: “Set your house in order,  for you are about to die; you will not recover.” ’


A poem by King Hezekiah of Judah after he had been sick and had recovered from his illness:


I sank to the foundations of the mountains, the earth’s gates shut behind me for ever! Then you raised my life  from the Pit, Lord  my God!


Indeed, we felt that we had received the sentence of death, so that we would not trust in ourselves but in God  who raises  the dead.