they loathed any kind of food, and they drew near to the gates of death.
For my soul is full of troubles, and my life draws near to Sheol.
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,
“Man is also rebuked with pain on his bed and with continual strife in his bones, so that his life loathes bread, and his appetite the choicest food. His flesh is so wasted away that it cannot be seen, and his bones that were not seen stick out. His soul draws near the pit, and his life to those who bring death.
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.
Have the gates of death been revealed to you, or have you seen the gates of deep darkness?
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