Canticle of Ezechias (Ego Dixi, Tuesday Lauds Canticle)

I said: In the midst of my days I shall go to the gates of hell: I sought for the residue of my years. I said: I shall not see the Lord God in the land of the living. My generation is at an end; and it is rolled away from me, as a shepherd's tent. O Lord, I suffer violence, answer Thou for me. Thou hast delivered my soul that it should not perish, Thou hast cast all my sins behind Thy back. For hell shall not confess to Thee, neither shall death praise Thee: nor shall they that go down into the pit look for Thy truth. The living, the living, he shall give praise to Thee, as I do this day: the father shall make Thy truth known to the children. O Lord, save me, and we will sing our psalms all the days of our life in the house of the Lord.