13. Arise, O Lord. The more furious the attack, the more fervent the
psalmist’s prayer. His eye rests singly upon the Almighty, and he feels that
God has but to rise from the seat of his patience, and the work will be
performed at once. Let the lion spring upon us; if Jehovah steps between we
need no better defense. Disappoint him. Outwit and outrun him. Appoint
it otherwise than he has appointed it, and so disappoint him. Casthim down. Make him sink upon his knees. Make him bow as the conquered bows
before the conqueror. What a glorious sight will it be to see Satan prostrate
before the conqueror. Deliver my soul from the wicked, which is thy sword.
He recognizes the most profane and oppressive as being under the providential
rule of the King of kings, and used as a sword in the divine hand. What can a
sword do unless it be wielded by a hand? No more could the wicked annoy us,
unless the Lord permitted them to do so. Most translators are, however, agreed
that this is not the correct reading, but that it should be as Calvin puts it,
“Deliver my
soul from the ungodly man by thy sword.” Thus David contrasts the sword of
the Lord with human aids and reliefs, and rests assured that he is safe enough
under the patronage of heaven.
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