Isaías 38

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!

Como la grulla y como la golondrina me quejaba; gemía como la paloma: alzaba en alto mis ojos: Jehová, violencia padezco; confórtame.

Like a crane or a swallow, so did I chatter: I did mourn as a dove: mine eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.

I chattered like a swallow or a crane. I moaned like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward. Lord, I am oppressed. Be my security.”