6. O my God, my soul is cast down within me. Perhaps
the spasm of despondency returned. With God the song begins the second time
more nearly than the first. The singer was also a little more tranquil. Outward
expression of desire was gone; there was no visible panting; the sorrow was now
all restrained within doors. Within or upon himself he was cast down; it may
well be so while our thoughts look more within than upward. If self were to
furnish comfort, we should have but poor provender. There is no solid
foundation for comfort in such fickle frames as our heart is subject to. It is
well to tell the Lord how we feel, and the more plain the confession the
better. Therefore will I remember thee. Blessed downcasting which drives
us to so sure a rock of refuge as thee, O Lord! From the hill Mizar. He
recalls his seasons of choice communion by the river and among the hills, and
especially that dearest hour upon the little hill where love spoke her sweetest
language and revealed her nearest fellowship. It is great wisdom to store up in
memory our choice occasions of converse with heaven; we may want them another
day, when the Lord is slow in bringing back his banished ones, and our soul is
aching with fear. Or does David mean that even where he was he would think of
his God; does he declare that, forgetful of time and place, he would count
Hermon as holy as Zion, and even Mizar, that insignificant rising ground, as
glorious as the mountains which are round about Jerusalem!
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