Have mercy on me, O Lord, and see how I am troubled by my haters; let me be lifted up from the doors of death;

Lift up your heads, O gates,
And be lifted up, ancient doors,
That the King of glory may come in.

Lift up your heads, O gates,
And lift them up, ancient doors,
That the King of glory may come in.

But, now, the doors thereof all together, with axes and hammers, they batter down.

Though he had commanded the clouds from above, and opened the doors of heaven,

The Lord has more love for the doors of Zion than for all the tents of Jacob.

For He hath broken doors of brass, And bars of iron He hath cut.

They are disgusted by all food, and they come near to the doors of death.

Let the doors of righteousness be open to me; I will go in and give praise to the Lord.

He has made strong the iron bands of your doors; he has sent blessings on your children inside your walls.

Set a guard, O Lord, over my mouth;
Keep watch over the door of my lips.