Isaiah 38:14 Cross References - Rotherham

¹⁴ As a twittering swallow, so, do I chatter, I coo as a dove,––Mine eyes languish, through looking on high, O My Lord! distress is upon me––my Surety!

³ Appoint it, I pray thee––be thou surety for me with thyself, Who is there that, on my side, can pledge himself?

²⁹ A brother, became I to the brutes that howl, and a companion to the birds that screech:

³ I am weary with mine outcry, Parched is my throat,––Mine eyes have become dim, through waiting for my God.

⁴ Smitten like herbage, so is my heart dried up, For I have forgotten to eat my food. ⁵ At the noise of my groaning, my bone, hath cleaved, to my flesh: ⁶ I am like the pelican of the desert, I have become as an owl among ruins. ⁷ I have watched and am become, Like a bird sitting alone upon a housetop.

⁸² Mine eyes have failed for thy word, saying, When wilt thou comfort me?

¹²² Be thou surety for thy servant for good, Let not insolent men oppress me.
¹²³ Mine eyes, have become dim for thy salvation, And for thy righteous word.

¹ [A Song of Ascents.]
Unto thee, have I lifted up mine eyes, O thou who art enthroned in the heavens. ² Lo! as the eyes of men–servants are unto the hand of their masters, as the eyes of a maid–servant, unto the hand of her mistress, so, are our eyes, unto Yahweh our God, until that he show us favour. ³ Show us favour, O Yahweh, show us favour, for, exceedingly, are we sated with contempt: ⁴ Exceeding sated therewith, is our soul,––The scorn of the careless, The contempt of the proud.

⁷ Speedily answer me, O Yahweh, My spirit faileth,––Do not hide thy face from me, or I shall be made like unto them who go down into the pit.

¹¹ We growl like bears, all of us, And, like doves, do we, mournfully coo,––We wait, For justice, and there is, none, For salvation, it is far from us!

¹⁷ Silly shall our eyes fail, for our help that is vain: In our watchtower, have we watched––for a nation that will not save.

¹⁶ While they who escape of them, shall escape, and become, on the mountains, as the doves of the valleys, all of them cooing,––each one in his punishment.

⁷ And, Huzzab, hath been taken captive––hath been led up,––and, her handmaids, are making a moan like the sound of doves, as they taber upon their heart.