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

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:

He is chastened also with pain upon his bed, and the multitude of his bones with strong {pain}:

I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.

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

And I say also unto thee, That thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it. {Peter: this name signifies a rock}

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

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

I said in the cutting off of my days, I shall go to the gates of the grave: I am deprived of the residue of my years.

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:

For indeed he was sick nigh unto death: but God had mercy on him; and not on him only, but on me also, lest I should have sorrow upon sorrow.

So the shipmaster came to him, and said unto him, What meanest thou, O sleeper? arise, call upon thy God, if so be that God will think upon us, that we perish not.