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Selected Verse: Psalms 107:18 - King James
Verse |
Translation |
Text |
Ps 107:18 |
King James |
Their soul abhorreth all manner of meat; and they draw near unto the gates of death. |
Summary Of Commentaries Associated With The Selected Verse
A Commentary, Critical, Practical, and Explanatory on the Old and New Testaments, by Robert Jamieson, A.R. Fausset and David Brown [1882] |
near unto--literally, "even to"
gates--or, "domains" (Psa 9:13). |
Notes on the Bible, by Albert Barnes, [1834] |
Their soul abhorreth all manner of meat - All food; all that is to be eaten. The word rendered "abhorreth" is a word which is used with reference to anything that is abominable or loathsome; that from which we turn away with disgust. The language is expressive of sickness, when we loathe all food.
And they draw near unto the gates of death - They are sick, and are ready to die. The reference is to the under world - the world where the dead are supposed to dwell. This is represented here as a city which is entered through gates. See the notes at Psa 9:13. |
Adam Clarke Commentary on the Whole Bible - Published 1810-1826 |
Their soul abhorreth all manner of meat - A natural description of a sick man: appetite is gone, and all desire for food fails; nutriment is no longer necessary, for death has seized upon the whole frame. See a similar image, Job 33:20 (note). |
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:
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:
20 So that his life abhorreth bread, and his soul dainty meat.