¹⁷ Have the gates of death been opened unto thee? or hast thou seen the doors of the shadow of death?

¹³ Have mercy upon me, O Lord; consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me, thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:

³ For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.

¹⁸ Their soul abhorreth all manner of meat; and they draw near unto the gates of death.

³ The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.