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Hezekiah s Song of Thanksgiving


Uploaded on Jun 9, 2017

This song of thanksgiving of King Hezekiah is a versification of Isaiah 38:10-20. There King Hezekiah utters his thanks to the Lord for healing him of a serious illness that was threatening to kill him. I set it to the tune used in the Genevan Psalter for Psalm 49 because the theme, words, images, and allusions of Hezekiah's song and of Psalm 49 are so very similar. I thank Willem van der Til for making all the 150 Genevan tunes, as harmonized by Claude Goudimel, available. See the set here:
https://musescore.com/user/2848856/sets/3278886

Here is the text of the Scripture passage:
Isaiah 38:10-20 New International Version (NIV)

10 I said, “In the prime of my life
must I go through the gates of death
and be robbed of the rest of my years?”
11 I said, “I will not again see the Lord himself
in the land of the living;
no longer will I look on my fellow man,
or be with those who now dwell in this world.
12 Like a shepherd’s tent my house
has been pulled down and taken from me.
Like a weaver I have rolled up my life,
and he has cut me off from the loom;
day and night you made an end of me.
13 I waited patiently till dawn,
but like a lion he broke all my bones;
day and night you made an end of me.
14 I cried like a swift or thrush,
I moaned like a mourning dove.
My eyes grew weak as I looked to the heavens.
I am being threatened; Lord, come to my aid!”
15 But what can I say?
He has spoken to me, and he himself has done this.
I will walk humbly all my years
because of this anguish of my soul.
16 Lord, by such things people live;
and my spirit finds life in them too.
You restored me to health
and let me live.
17 Surely it was for my benefit
that I suffered such anguish.
In your love you kept me
from the pit of destruction;
you have put all my sins
behind your back.
18 For the grave cannot praise you,
death cannot sing your praise;
those who go down to the pit
cannot hope for your faithfulness.
19 The living, the living—they praise you,
as I am doing today;
parents tell their children
about your faithfulness.
20 The Lord will save me,
and we will sing with stringed instruments
all the days of our lives
in the temple of the Lord.

Here is the text of the song:

Hezekiah's Prayer of Thanksgiving
A writing of Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery
Isaiah 38:10-20

1. It seemed to me my life was at an end:
"Must I now through the gates of death descend?
Will I be robbed of my remaining years?"
I cried to God as I shed many tears.
I said, "I will not see the LORD again,
no more my friends and neighbours entertain."
Though not yet old I felt the end approaching.
I wept and called out to my God, lamenting.

2. Just like a shepherd will collapse his tent
so did I think my days were all but spent.
Or as a weaver's cloth is rolled away
so did my sickness cause me to decay.
I have been cut away from off the loom
and all that's left is swept up with a broom.
Throughout the night I waited for the morning
to no avail despite my patient longing.

3. For like a lion he broke all my bones.
I'm like a mourning dove that only moans
or like a swift or thrush that quickly flees
and seeks its safety in among the trees.
My eyes grew weak as I looked to the sky.
I'm troubled, LORD, please help me lest I die.
Throughout the night I waited for the morning
to no avail despite my patient longing.

4. What shall I say? I'm at a loss for words.
What I've experienced came from God, the LORD.
I will walk humbly my remaining years
because of all my anguish and my tears.
Lord, by such things do men and women live;
my spirit, too, finds life in what you give.
Restored to health I was not left to perish.
God let me live! His love and grace I cherish.

5. You kept me from destruction's yawning pit
and you forgave my wrongs, you did acquit
me of my guilt and all my wickedness.
I praise you for your lasting faithfulness.
You cast my sins and evil far away.
behind your back, far from the light of day.
Death and the grave you never hear exulting.
Only the living praise God, as I'm doing.

6.O parents, tell your children, let them know
about this God who saves us from all woe.
Tell them about his love and faithfulness.
Ensure they know about his gentleness.
The LORD will save me and we'll sing his praise
with harp and lyre exulting all our days.
In God's own temple we will all be singing.
From us, his people, psalms and hymns are ringing.

Canticle hymn SATB prayer

Pages 2
Duration 01:07
Measures 8
Key signature 1 sharp
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I like how a jewish prophet is finally put in one of these. Thank you!