Psalm 107:18 - English Standard Version 2016

¹⁸ they loathed any kind of food, and they drew near to the gates of death.

Tuilleadh leaganacha

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

¹⁸ Their soul abhorreth all manner of meat; And they draw near unto the gates of death.

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

¹⁸ They loathe every kind of food, and they draw near to the gates of death.

American Standard Version (1901)

¹⁸ Their soul abhorreth all manner of food; And they draw near unto the gates of death.

Common English Bible

¹⁸ They had absolutely no appetite for food; they had arrived at death’s gates.

Psalm 107:18 Tagairtí Cros

Job 38:17

Have the gates of death been revealed to you, or have you seen the gates of deep darkness?

Psalm 88:3

For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.

Psalm 9:13

Be gracious to me, O Lord! See my affliction from those who hate me, O you who lift me up from the gates of death,

Isaiah 38:10

I said, In the middle of my days I must depart; I am consigned to the gates of Sheol for the rest of my years.