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John Gill
INTRODUCTION TO Psalms 22 To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar, a Psalm of David. The only thing observable in the title of this psalm is the sense of the words "Aijeleth Shahar", left untranslated; which, according to some of the Jewish (g) interpreters, is the name of a musical instrument; to which our version inclines; and a learned Jew (h) says, it is the instrument which the mourning...
John Gill
My strength is dried up like a potsherd,.... The radical moisture of his body was dried up through his loss of blood and spirits, and through the violent fever upon him, brought on him by his being hurried from court to court; and which generally attends persons under a panic, in consternation and fear of danger and death, and at crucifixion; or this was occasioned by the inward sorrow and...
Matthew Henry
The Spirit of Christ, which was in the prophets, testifies in this psalm, as clearly and fully as any where in all the Old Testament, "the sufferings of Christ and the glory that should follow" (1 Pet. i. 11); of him, no doubt, David here speaks, and not of himself, or any other man. Much of it is expressly applied to Christ in the New Testament, all of it may be applied to him, and some of it...
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 increasing agony of his wounds, had brought him...
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.
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 primary elements. He feels in himself the sentence...
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 in his head, and hands, and feet and all the...
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 have been we cannot possibly tell: “My tongue...
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.”