Psalm 107:18

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

For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.

Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; Behold my affliction which I suffer of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;

He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, And with continual strife in his bones;

Have the gates of death been revealed unto thee? Or hast thou seen the gates of the shadow of death?

I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.

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

He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, And with continual strife in his bones;

Have mercy upon me, O Jehovah; Behold my affliction which I suffer of them that hate me, Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death;

For my soul is full of troubles, And my life draweth nigh unto Sheol.

I said, In the noontide of my days I shall go into the gates of Sheol: I am deprived of the residue of my years.