Isaiah 38:14-16

New Catholic Bible

¹⁴ “Like a swallow I twitter;
    I moan like a dove.
My eyes have grown dim looking up to heaven;
    O Lord, come to my aid in my suffering.
¹⁵ Yet how can I complain? What should I say?
    He himself has done this.
I will wander aimlessly for the rest of my years
    because of the bitterness of my soul.
¹⁶ “However, you, O Lord, are always present to protect me,
    and you grant life to my spirit;
you will restore me to health
    and enable me to live.