But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breast. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. Our Saviour remembers his own marvellous birth, which differed from ours in some respects; and he thinks of how the Father took care of him then. Did he not preserve...
But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. Sometimes, we also may derive great comfort from this truth to which our Saviour here refers. When we could not help ourselves in the least degree, the Lord preserved...
But thou art he that took one out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. Men recollect how God took care of them in the time of their infancy; and when they are brought...
But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. We could not help ourselves then; at the moment of our birth, everything depended upon God; so it does in the moment of our death. It is well to remember those years...
But thou art he that took me out of the womb: thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother’s breasts. I was cast upon thee from the womb: thou art my God from my mother’s belly. He remembers his wonderful birth. He was God’s, indeed, from the very first.
I was cast upon thee from the womb,.... Either by himself, trusting in God, hoping in him, and casting all the care of himself upon him; or by his parents, who knew the danger he was exposed to, and what schemes were laid to take away his life; and therefore did, in the use of all means they were directed to, commit him to the care and protection...
Be not far from me,.... Who had been so near unto him, as to take him out of the womb, and to take the care of him ever since; this is to be understood not with respect to the omnipresence of God, who is everywhere, and is not far from any of us; but of his presence, which was now withdrawn from Christ, and he was filled with a sense of divine...
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. Peter, James, John, and all the disciples had fled. “There is none to help.” The women could weep, with pitying eye and sympathetic heart; but they could not help. “There is none to help.”
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help, Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. These were the Pharisees, the chief priests, and the strong Roman soldiers that compassed our Saviour when he was upon the cross.
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. Oh, the bitterness of that cry, “None to help”!” They have all gone. The disciples have all fled. Judas has betrayed me. Peter has denied me. There is none to help. Be not far from me.” There stand the Roman soldiers, and the high priest, and the Scribes and Pharisees; and Jesus...
Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help. They have all gone. Peter and all the rest have fled. There is none to help. And there stand the Scribes and Pharisees, and the great men of the nation.
Many bulls have compassed me,.... By whom are meant the chief priests, elders, Scribes, and Pharisees, among the Jews, and Herod and Pontius Pilate among the Gentiles, comparable to bulls for their fierceness, rage, and fury against Christ, Psalms 2:1; and for their pushing at him with their horns of power and authority, and for their trampling...
Many bulls have compassed me: There they stood, the strong legionaries of Rome, proud priests of Judea, and the princes of the people, all thirsting for his blood.
Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. I am poured out like water, Dissolved, separated, like drops of water poured out of a vessel.
Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. There stood the chief priests and the rulers, and the Roman soldiery with their massive bulk and brute strength.
Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. He was looking on the Scribes and Pharisees, and the strong Roman soldiery who made a ring round the cross.
Many bulls have compassed me; strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. They gaped upon we with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: They were no doubt dislocated by the dreadful shaking and jarring that our Saviour must have suffered when they dashed the cross into the...
Many bulls haw compasssed me; strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round. They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. I am poured out like water, All dissolved—nothing could hold together—quite spent and gone.
They gaped upon me [with] their mouths,.... Either by way of derision and contempt, Job 16:10; or belching out blasphemy against him, or rather, with the greatest vehemency, crying out "Crucify him, crucify him", Lu 23:21; and this they did [as] a ravening and roaring lion, when it has got its prey and rejoices, Amos 3:4; and being in such hands,...
They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion. There was nothing but cruelty and spite and fury all round the louder heart of that lonely Sufferer. Ah, me! was there ever sorrow like unto his sorrow?