8. Deliver me from all my transgressions. How fair
a sign it is when the psalmist no longer harps on his sorrows, but begs freedom
from his sins! What is sorrow when compared with sin! Let the poison of sin be
gone from the cup, and we need not fear its gall, for the bitter will act
medicinally. None can deliver us from our transgressions but Jesus, and when he
works this great deliverance from the cause, the consequences are sure to
disappear too. The thorough cleansing desired is well worthy of note: to be
saved from some transgressions would be of small benefit; total and perfect
deliverance is needed. Make me not the reproach of the foolish. The
wicked are the foolish here meant; they are always on the watch for the faults
of the saints, and at once make them the theme of ridicule. Alas, how many have
exposed themselves to well-deserved reproach! Sin and shame go together, and
from both David wants to be preserved.
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