Their soul hates all kinds of food; and they draw near the gates of death.
Have the gates of death been opened to you? Or have you seen the gates of the shadow of death?
For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near the grave.
Have mercy on me, O Jehovah; see my trouble from those who hate me, You who 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 have numbered the rest of my years.