Their soul abhors all manner of food; and they draw near unto the gates of death.
Have the gates of death been revealed unto you? or have you seen the doors of the shadow of death?
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draws near unto the grave.
Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider my trouble which I suffer from them that hate me, you that lift me up from the gates of death:
I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the rest of my years.