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John Gill
INTRODUCTION TO Psalms 42 To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah. Of the word "Maschil", [See comments on Psalms 32:1], title. Korah was he who was at the head of a conspiracy against Moses and Aaron, for which sin the earth opened its mouth, and swallowed alive him and his company, and fire devoured two hundred and fifty more; the history of which is recorded in Numbers 16:1; yet...
John Gill
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of the water spouts,.... By which are meant afflictions, comparable to the deep waters of the sea, for their multitude and overwhelming nature; see Psalms 69:1; these came pouring down, one after another, upon the psalmist: as soon as one affliction over, another came, as in the case of Job; which is signified by one calling to another, and were clamorous,...
Matthew Henry
If the book of Psalms be, as some have styled it, a mirror or looking-glass of pious and devout affections, this psalm in particular deserves, as much as any one psalm, to be so entitled, and is as proper as any to kindle and excite such in us: gracious desires are here strong and fervent; gracious hopes and fears, joys and sorrows, are here struggling, but the pleasing passion comes off a...
Charles H. Spurgeon
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. When there is a great rain at sea, there is a peculiar kind of noise, as if the deep above were talking to the deep below. “Deep calleth unto deep; and sometimes, the two deeps clasp hands, and then there is what we call a waterspout. The psalmist uses this as a picture of his sorrows, and it...
Charles H. Spurgeon
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: Heaven’s troubles and earth’s trials seem to clasp hands and form a waterspout. The deep of thy dark purposes seems to echo to the deep of human malice and Satanic wrath. “Deep calleth to deep.” Psa_42:7. All thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. Thou haste concentrated an ocean upon my devoted head.
Charles H. Spurgeon
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts; all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. They are God’s waves and God’s billows; so he will not mind them. Our Father rules the stormiest deeps, and the noisiest depths of the soul only speak as he permits them. Be of good cheer.
Charles H. Spurgeon
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me. Here is a great storm; here is a man, not merely on the sea, but in the sea; with not only some waves beating upon him, but with all of them going over him; and those not common waves, but God’s waves. That is a Hebraism for the biggest waves, Atlantic billows; all these have gone right over...