Psalm 107:18

Modern English Version

They abhorred all manner 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; consider my trouble from those who hate me, O You who lifts me up from the gates of death,

I said: In the middle of my days, I shall go to the gates of Sheol; I am to be deprived of the rest of my years.

Have the gates of death been opened to you? Or have you seen the doors of the shadow of death?