Psalm 107:18

King James 2000

Their soul abhors all manner of food; and they draw near unto the gates of death.

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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.

Have the gates of death been revealed unto you? or have you seen the doors of the shadow of death?