Psalms 107:18

Psa 107:18 Their soul abhorreth all manner of meat; and they draw near unto the gates of death.

Ver. 18. Their soul abhorreth ] That is, their stomach loatheth it as unsavoury, though it be never so dainty: an appetite to our meat is an inconconceivable mercy, and, as we say, a sign of health.

And they draw near unto the gates of death ] Iam ipsum mortis limen pulsant; as till then little sense of sin or fear of the wrath to come. See Job 30:19-23 . See Trapp on " Job 30:19 " See Trapp on " Job 30:20 " See Trapp on " Job 30:21 " See Trapp on " Job 30:22 " See Trapp on " Job 30:23 "