Psalms 22:14
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
And all my bones are out of joint my heart is like wax; “The very fountain of my strength is turned to weakness.”
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Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
And all my bones are out of joint my heart is like wax; “The very fountain of my strength is turned to weakness.”
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
It is melted in the midst of my bowels. My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death. Fever had wrought upon him; the hanging in the midday sun, the excruciating pains in his hands and feet, the dragging weight of his body, the tearing of the nails, and the continually...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: This was caused by the rough dashing of the cross into the ground when they lifted it up, and plunged it into its place. Psa_22:14. My heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. It was a living death, a deadly life. Christ’s very heart, which is the center of life, had...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
I am poured out like water,- He feels as if he were being dissolved; there is such a sense of faintness upon him that every muscle, every ligature, seems to be turning to liquid, and he cries, “I am poured out like water,” — Psa_22:14. And all my bones are out of joint: The jarring of the cross when they dashed it into its place had dislocated our...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
My heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. When the heart goes, everything goes, when the heart fails, and begins to melt, then it seems as if everything is loosening, and the man is in the anguish of death.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
And all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax: He felt the inward sinking fever brought on him by the wounds he had upon the cress. “My heart is like wax.”
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
It is melted in the midst of my bowels. My strength is dried up like a potsherd: and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws: and thou hast brought me into the dust of death. For dogs have compassed me: There they are—the cruel multitude—thrusting out the tongue and hooting at him. “For dogs have compassed me.”
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death. The terrible death-thirst was upon him, through the fever generated by his wounds.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; Such was the intensity of his anguish that the fever within him turned his mouth into an oven, and his tongue was so dried up that it could scarcely stir. Psa_22:15. And thou hast brought me into the dust of death. As if his whole body were prepared to go back into its...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. There was no look of pity, no token of sympathy; they were all eager for his death. The mighty men of the day and the religions men of the day were not content until they had slain the one and only Saviour of men. Psa_22:15. My strength is dried up like a potsherd; The wounds...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; Our Lord was parched with the fever brought on by the terrible anguish and strain upon the hands and feet, which are full of nerves and very tender. A slight wound of the thumb has brought on lockjaw, but what the wounds of the Saviour’s delicate and sensitive body must...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
For dogs have compassed me: The many, the vulgar multitude, like a pack of hounds, crowded around the Saviour on the cross. Psa_22:16. The assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet. David could never say this of himself; no one else but our Lord Jesus Christ could talk after this wondrous fashion. Yet this Psalm...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
For dogs have compassed me: this assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet. The common multitude, with ribald jest and execrable mockery, stood there taunting him. He was encircled by them, like a poor hunted stag surrounded by the hounds.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: These were the common people, the rabble, the multitude that thronged around, barking at him like a pack of hungry hounds. Psa_22:16. They pierced my hands and my feet. This little sentence shows that this Psalm must relate to the Lord Jesus. Truly did David see him in...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
For dogs have compassed me: There is the ribald crowd, the common multitude, howling at him, and eager for his blood.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
The assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet. I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me. They had stripped him, and this was no small part of the Saviour’s grief and shame that he hung there a spectacle of scorn to ten thousand cruel eyes that looked and stared at him.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
And thou hast brought me into the dust of death. He felt as if his very frame was all turning to the dust of which the body is made. So complete is the breaking of the whole manhood when a strong fever is upon one. Psa_22:16. For dogs have compassed me: There was the ribald crowd; not this time the bulls of Bashan, the great ones, but the mob, the...
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
The assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: The hind of the morning is now surrounded by the dogs. He cannot escape.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
They pierced my hands and my feet. I may tell all my bones: they look and stare upon me. Horrible, to the tender, modest soul of Jesus, were those vile stares of the ribald multitude as they gazed upon him.
Spurgeon - Verse Expositions - Charles H. Spurgeon
I may tell all my bones: Jesus could look down upon his own emaciated person as he hung there naked upon the cross. Psa_22:17. They look and stare upon me. Their cruel inquisitive gazing galled his delicate sensitive nature.