Jehovah killeth, and maketh alive: He bringeth down to Sheol, and bringeth up.
And it came to pass, when the king of Israel had read the letter, that he rent his clothes, and said, Am I God, to kill and to make alive, that this man doth send unto me to recover a man of his leprosy? but consider, I pray you, and see how he seeketh a quarrel against me.
For he maketh sore, and bindeth up; He woundeth, and his hands make whole.
Who hath wrought and done it, calling the generations from the beginning? I, Jehovah, the first, and with the last, I am he.
Yea, since the day was I am he; and there is none that can deliver out of my hand: I will work, and who can hinder it?
Fear ye not, neither be afraid: have I not declared unto thee of old, and showed it? and ye are my witnesses. Is there a God besides me? yea, there is no Rock; I know not any.
I am Jehovah, and there is none else; besides me there is no God. I will gird thee, though thou hast not known me;
Come, and let us return unto Jehovah; for he hath torn, and he will heal us; he hath smitten, and he will bind us up.