Псалми 13:1
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Безу́мний говорить у серці своїм: „Нема Бога!“ Зіпсу́лись вони, іобри́дливий чинять учинок, нема доброчи́нця!
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(Heb.: 13:2-3) The complicated question: till when, how long...for ever (as in Psa 74:10; Psa 79:5; Psa 89:47), is the expression of a complicated condition of soul, in which, as Luther briefly and forcibly describes it, amidst the feeling of anguish under divine wrath "hope itself despairs and despair nevertheless begins to hope." The self-contradiction of the question is to be explained by the conflict which is going on within between the flesh and the spirit. The dejected heart thinks: God has forgotten me for ever. But the spirit, which thrusts away this thought, changes it into a question which sets upon it the mark of a mere appearance not a reality: how long shall it seem as though Thou forgettest me for ever? It is in the nature of the divine wrath, that the feeling of it is always accompanied by an impression that it will last for ever; and consequently it becomes a foretaste of hell itself. But faith holds fast the love that is behind the wrath; it sees in the display of anger only a self-masking of the loving countenance of the God of love, and longs for the time when this loving countenance shall be again unveiled to it. Thrice does David send forth this cry of faith out of the inmost depths of his spirit. To place or set up contrivances, plans, or proposals in his soul, viz., as to the means by which he may be able to escape from this painful condition, is equivalent to, to make the soul the place of such thoughts, or the place where such thoughts are fabricated (cf. Pro 26:24). One such עצה chases the other in his soul, because he recognises the vanity of one after another as soon as they spring up. With respect to the יומם which follows, we must think of these cares as taking possession of his soul in the night time; for the night leaves a man alone with…
Відкрити джерело ↗David, in affliction, is here pouring out his soul before God; his address is short, but the method is very observable, and of use for direction and encouragement. I. His troubles extort complaints (Psa 13:1, Psa 13:2); and the afflicted have liberty to pour out their complaint before the Lord, Ps. 102 title. It is some ease to a troubled spirit to give vent to its griefs, especially to give vent to them at the throne of grace, where we are sure to find one who is afflicted in the afflictions of his people and is troubled with the feeling of their infirmities; thither we have boldness of access by faith, and there we have parrēsia - freedom of speech. Observe here, 1. What David complains of. (1.) God's unkindness; so he construed it, and it was his infirmity. He thought God had forgotten him, had forgotten his promises to him, his covenant with him, his former lovingkindness which he had shown him and which he took to be an earnest of further mercy, had forgotten that there was such a man in the world, who needed and expected relief and succour from him. Thus Zion said, My God has forgotten me (Isa 49:14), Israel said, My way is hidden from the Lord, Isa 40:27. Not that any good man can doubt the omniscience, goodness, and faithfulness of God; but it is a peevish expression of prevailing fear, which yet, when it arises from a high esteem and earnest desire of God's favour, though it be indecent and culpable, shall be passed by and pardoned, for the second thought will retract it and repent of it. God hid his face from him, so that he wanted that inward comfort in God which he used to have, and herein was a type of Christ upon the cross, crying out, My God, why hast thou forsaken me? God sometimes hides his face from his own children, and leaves them in the dark concer…
Відкрити джерело ↗Ps 13 The psalmist’s piercing cry for help becomes a confident song of hope. 13:1-2 How long? The fourfold repetition expresses agitation and deep anguish (79:5).
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Інші уривки, які спільнота найчастіше пов'язує з цим. Торкнись, щоб прочитати.
Чому Ти ховаєш обличчя Своє і вважаєш мене Собі во́рогом?
Нащо ж на́с забуваєш навік, покидаєш на довгі дні нас?
засурмі́ть у сурму́ в новомі́сяччя, на по́вні в день нашого свята,
Помилуй мене, Господи, я ж бо слаби́й, уздоро́в мене, Господи, бо тремтять мої кості,
бо Ти, Господи, добрий і вибачли́вий, і многомилости́вий для всіх, хто кли́че до Тебе!
„Що бажав він Мене, то його збережу́, зроблю́ його сильним, — бо знає Ім'я́ Моє він;
бо то тільки пере́ступи ваші відді́лювали вас від вашого Бога, і ваші прови́ни хова́ли обличчя Його від вас, щоб Він не почув, —
І того дня запа́литься Мій гнів на нього, і Я покину їх, і сховаю Своє лице від них, а він буде знищений, і зна́йдуть його числе́нні нещастя та у́тиски. І скаже він того дня: „Хіба не через те, що нема в мене мого Бога, знайшли мене ці нещастя?“