Hilkiah is mortally ill, Isaiah comes to him. Hilkiah prays to God, he weeps. God: I have heard your prayer. I will give you 15 more years, protect you save your city from the hand of the king of Assyria – Sennacherib by name – put back the shadow 10 steps on the sundial of Ahaz.

Hilkiah’s song: I go away from the people, my cabin is demolished. I twitter like a swallow, I coo like a dove.
My eyes look longingly on high.