Psalms 103:14

Psalms 103:14. For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.

He knows that our sickness is but a premonition of that death which will dissolve this mortal frame, which is only kept together by a continuous miracle. It is strange that such a heap of dust as our body is does not dissolve much sooner. That it should return to the dust from whence it came is no wonder. The wonder is that it returneth not at once: and it would, were it not for that next mercy mentioned in the fourth verse, "Who redeemeth thy life from destruction." He is singing about that now. "He knoweth our frame: he remembereth that we are dust."