Psalm 107:18

Their soul abhorred all manner of meat, and they were even hard at death's door.

For my soul is full of trouble, and my life draweth nigh unto hell.

Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider the trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death.

"He chasteneth him with sickness, and bringeth him to his bed: he layeth sore punishment upon his bones,

Have the gates of death been open unto thee, or hast thou seen the door of everlasting treasure?

"I thought I should have gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and have wanted 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 chasteneth him with sickness, and bringeth him to his bed: he layeth sore punishment upon his bones,

Have mercy upon me, O LORD; consider the trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death.

For my soul is full of trouble, and my life draweth nigh unto hell.

"I thought I should have gone to the gates of hell in my best age, and have wanted the residue of my years.