Psalm 107:18

Word of Yahweh

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

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Have the gates of death been opened unto thee? or hast thou seen the doors of the shadow of death?

For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

Have mercy upon me, O Yahweh; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest 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 residue of my years.