Psalms 88:3
“For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.”
O Lord God of my salvation, I have cried day and night before thee:
Let my prayer come before thee: incline thine ear unto my cry;
For my soul is full of troubles: and my life draweth nigh unto the grave.
I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength:
Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand.
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“Their soul abhorreth all manner of meat; and they draw near unto the gates of death.”
“My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.”
“I remembered God, and was troubled: I complained, and my spirit was overwhelmed. Selah.”
“The sorrows of hell compassed me about: the snares of death prevented me.”
“Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.”