TSK · Isaiah 38:14

Set my pledge beside you. Who else will put up security for me?

I am exhausted from shouting for help; my throat is sore; my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.

My eyes grow tired as I wait for your promise to be fulfilled. I say,“When will you comfort me?”

A song of ascents. I look up toward you, the one enthroned in heaven.

We all growl like bears, we coo mournfully like doves; we wait for deliverance, but there is none, for salvation, but it is far from us.

Their survivors will escape to the mountains and become like doves of the valleys; all of them will moan– each one for his iniquity.

Nineveh was like a pool of water throughout her days, but now her people are running away; she cries out:“Stop! Stop!”– but no one turns back.