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;

Your doors are broken down with hammers and iron blades.

And he gave orders to the clouds on high, and the doors of heaven were open;

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

The doors of brass are broken by his arm, and the bands of iron are cut in two.

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.

For a day in your house is better than a thousand. It is better to be a door-keeper in the house of my God, than to be living in the tents of sin.