Psalm 107:18

Modern King James Version

Their soul hates all kinds of food; and they draw near the gates of death.

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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.

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