11. When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity. God does not trifle with his rod; he uses it because of sin, and with a
view to whip us from it; he means his strokes to be felt. Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth. Beauty must be a poor thing when a moth
can consume it and a rebuke can mar it. All our desires and delights are
wretched moth-eaten things when the Lord visits us in his anger. Surely every man is vanity. He is as unsubstantial as his own breath. Selah.
Well may this truth bring us to a pause.
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