The Berean Pursuit
In those days Hezekiah became mortally ill. The prophet Isaiah son of Amoz came to him and said, "This is what the LORD says: 'Put your house in order, for you are about to die; you will not recover.'?"
Then Hezekiah turned his face to the wall and prayed to the LORD, saying, "Please, O LORD, remember how I have walked before You faithfully and with wholehearted devotion; I have done what was good in Your sight." And Hezekiah wept bitterly.
And the word of the LORD came to Isaiah, saying, "Go and tell Hezekiah that this is what the LORD, the God of your father David, says: 'I have heard your prayer; I have seen your tears. Behold, I will add fifteen years to your life. And I will deliver you and this city from the hand of the king of Assyria. I will defend this city. This will be a sign to you from the LORD that He will do what He has promised: I will make the sun's shadow that falls on the stairway of Ahaz go back ten steps.'?"
So the sunlight went back the ten steps it had descended.
This is a writing by Hezekiah king of Judah after his illness and recovery:
I said, "In the prime of my life
I must go through the gates of Sheol
and be deprived of the remainder of my years."
I said, "I will never again see the LORD,
even the LORD, in the land of the living;
I will no longer look on mankind
with those who dwell in this world.
My dwelling has been picked up and removed from me
like a shepherd's tent.
I have rolled up my life like a weaver;
He cuts me off from the loom;
from day until night You make an end of me.
I composed myself until the morning.
Like a lion He breaks all my bones;
from day until night You make an end of me.
I chirp like a swallow or crane;
I moan like a dove.
My eyes grow weak as I look upward.
O Lord, I am oppressed; be my security."
What can I say?
He has spoken to me, and He Himself has done this.
I will walk slowly all my years
because of the anguish of my soul.
O Lord, by such things men live,
and in all of them my spirit finds life.
You have restored me to health
and have let me live.
Surely for my own welfare
I had such great anguish;
but Your love has delivered me from the pit of oblivion,
for You have cast all my sins behind Your back.
For Sheol cannot thank You;
Death cannot praise You.
Those who descend to the Pit
cannot hope for Your faithfulness.
The living, only the living, can thank You,
as I do today;
fathers will tell their children
about Your faithfulness.
The LORD will save me;
we will play songs on stringed instruments
all the days of our lives
in the house of the LORD.
Now Isaiah had said, "Prepare a lump of pressed figs and apply it to the boil, and he will recover."
And Hezekiah had asked, "What will be the sign that I will go up to the house of the LORD?"
At that time Merodach-baladan son of Baladan king of Babylon sent letters and a gift to Hezekiah, for he had heard about Hezekiah's illness and recovery. And Hezekiah welcomed the envoys gladly and showed them what was in his treasure house-the silver, the gold, the spices, and the precious oil, as well as his entire armory-all that was found in his storehouses. There was nothing in his palace or in all his dominion that Hezekiah did not show them.
Then the prophet Isaiah went to King Hezekiah and asked, "Where did those men come from, and what did they say to you?"
"They came to me from a distant land," Hezekiah replied, "from Babylon."
"What have they seen in your palace?" Isaiah asked.
"They have seen everything in my palace," answered Hezekiah. "There is nothing among my treasures that I did not show them."
Then Isaiah said to Hezekiah, "Hear the word of the LORD of Hosts: The time will surely come when everything in your palace and all that your fathers have stored up until this day will be carried off to Babylon. Nothing will be left, says the LORD. And some of your descendants, your own flesh and blood, will be taken away to be eunuchs in the palace of the king of Babylon."
But Hezekiah said to Isaiah, "The word of the LORD that you have spoken is good." For he thought, "At least there will be peace and security in my lifetime."
"Comfort, comfort My people,"
says your God.
"Speak tenderly to Jerusalem,
and proclaim to her
that her forced labor has been completed;
her iniquity has been pardoned.
For she has received from the hand of the LORD
double for all her sins."
A voice of one calling:
"Prepare the way for the LORD in the wilderness;
make a straight highway for our God in the desert.
Every valley shall be lifted up,
and every mountain and hill made low;
the uneven ground will become smooth,
and the rugged land a plain.
And the glory of the LORD will be revealed,
and all humanity together will see it.
For the mouth of the LORD has spoken."
A voice says, "Cry out!"
And I asked, "What should I cry out?"
"All flesh is like grass,
and all its glory like the flowers of the field.
The grass withers and the flowers fall
when the breath of the LORD blows on them;
indeed, the people are grass.
The grass withers and the flowers fall,
but the word of our God stands forever."
Go up on a high mountain,
O Zion, herald of good news.
Raise your voice loudly,
O Jerusalem, herald of good news.
Lift it up,
do not be afraid!
Say to the cities of Judah,
"Here is your God!"
Behold, the Lord GOD comes with might,
and His arm establishes His rule.
His reward is with Him,
and His recompense accompanies Him.
He tends His flock like a shepherd;
He gathers the lambs in His arms
and carries them close to His heart.
He gently leads the nursing ewes.
Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand,
or marked off the heavens with the span of his hand?
Who has held the dust of the earth in a basket,
or weighed the mountains on a scale
and the hills with a balance?
Who has directed the Spirit of the LORD,
or informed Him as His counselor?
Whom did He consult to enlighten Him,
and who taught Him the paths of justice?
Who imparted knowledge to Him
and showed Him the way of understanding?
Surely the nations are like a drop in a bucket;
they are considered a speck of dust on the scales;
He lifts up the islands like fine dust.
Lebanon is not sufficient for fuel,
nor its animals enough for a burnt offering.
All the nations are as nothing before Him;
He regards them as nothingness and emptiness.
To whom will you liken God?
To what image will you compare Him?
To an idol that a craftsman casts
and a metalworker overlays with gold
and fits with silver chains?
To one bereft of an offering
who chooses wood that will not rot,
who seeks a skilled craftsman
to set up an idol that will not topple?
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
Has it not been declared to you from the beginning?
Have you not understood since the foundation of the earth?
He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth;
its dwellers are like grasshoppers.
He stretches out the heavens like a curtain,
and spreads them out like a tent to dwell in.
He brings the princes to nothing
and makes the rulers of the earth meaningless.
No sooner are they planted, no sooner are they sown,
no sooner have their stems taken root in the ground,
than He blows on them and they wither,
and a whirlwind sweeps them away like stubble.
"To whom will you liken Me,
or who is My equal?" asks the Holy One.
Lift up your eyes on high:
Who created all these?
He leads forth the starry host by number;
He calls each one by name.
Because of His great power and mighty strength,
not one of them is missing.
Why do you say, O Jacob,
and why do you assert, O Israel,
"My way is hidden from the LORD,
and my claim is ignored by my God"?
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary;
His understanding is beyond searching out.
He gives power to the faint
and increases the strength of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall.
But those who wait upon the LORD will renew their strength;
they will mount up with wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not faint.
For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. A song.
God arises. His enemies are scattered,
and those who hate Him flee His presence.
As smoke is blown away,
You will drive them out;
as wax melts before the fire,
the wicked will perish in the presence of God.
But the righteous will be glad
and rejoice before God;
they will celebrate with joy.
Sing to God!
Sing praises to His name.
Exalt Him who rides on the clouds-
His name is the LORD-
and rejoice before Him.
A father of the fatherless,
and a defender of the widows,
is God in His holy habitation.
God settles the lonely in families;
He leads the prisoners out to prosperity,
but the rebellious dwell in a sun-scorched land.
O God, when You went out before Your people,
when You marched through the wasteland,
Selah
the earth shook and the heavens poured down rain
before God, the One on Sinai,
before God, the God of Israel.
You sent abundant rain, O God;
You refreshed Your weary inheritance.
Your flock settled therein;
O God, from Your bounty You provided for the poor.
The Lord gives the command;
a great company of women proclaim it:
"Kings and their armies flee in haste;
she who waits at home divides the plunder.
Though you lie down among the sheepfolds,
the wings of the dove are covered with silver,
and her feathers with shimmering gold."
When the Almighty scattered the kings in the land,
it was like the snow falling on Zalmon.
A mountain of God is Mount Bashan;
a mountain of many peaks is Mount Bashan.
Why do you gaze in envy, O mountains of many peaks?
This is the mountain God chose for His dwelling,
where the LORD will surely dwell forever.
The chariots of God are tens of thousands-
thousands of thousands are they;
the Lord is in His sanctuary
as He was at Sinai.
You have ascended on high;
You have led captives away.
You have received gifts from men,
even from the rebellious,
that the LORD God may dwell there.
Blessed be the Lord,
who daily bears our burden,
the God of our salvation.
Selah
Our God is a God of deliverance;
the Lord GOD is our rescuer from death.
Surely God will crush the heads of His enemies,
the hairy crowns of those who persist in guilty ways.
The Lord said, "I will retrieve them from Bashan,
I will bring them up from the depths of the sea,
that your foot may be dipped
in the blood of your foes-
the tongues of your dogs in the same."
They have seen Your procession, O God-
the march of my God and King into the sanctuary.
The singers lead the way,
the musicians follow after,
among the maidens playing tambourines.
Bless God in the great congregation;
bless the LORD from the fountain of Israel.
There is Benjamin, the youngest, ruling them,
the princes of Judah in their company,
the princes of Zebulun and of Naphtali.
Summon Your power, O God;
show Your strength, O God,
which You have exerted on our behalf.
Because of Your temple at Jerusalem
kings will bring You gifts.
Rebuke the beast in the reeds,
the herd of bulls among the calves of the nations,
until it submits, bringing bars of silver.
Scatter the nations who delight in war.
Envoys will arrive from Egypt;
Cush will stretch out her hands to God.
Sing to God, O kingdoms of the earth;
sing praises to the Lord-
Selah
to Him who rides upon the highest heavens of old;
behold, His mighty voice resounds.
Ascribe the power to God,
whose majesty is over Israel,
whose strength is in the skies.
O God, You are awesome in Your sanctuary;
the God of Israel Himself
gives strength and power to His people.
Blessed be God!