Psalm 107:18

English Standard Version 2016

they loathed any kind of food, and they drew near to the gates of death.

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For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.

Be gracious to me, O Lord! See my affliction from those who hate me, O you who lift me up from the gates of death,

I said, In the middle of my days I must depart; I am consigned to the gates of Sheol for the rest of my years.

Have the gates of death been revealed to you, or have you seen the gates of deep darkness?