The soldiers that spat upon Him, and mocked Him, met not with a reproachful expression from Him. He held His peace at their clamors, offered His back to their scourges, reviled them not when He lay under the greatest violence of their rage, was patient under His sufferings, while He was despised more than any man by the people. His calmness was more stupendous than their rage, and the angels could not but more inexpressibly wonder at the patience of the sufferer, than the unmercifulness of the executioners; He was more willing to die, than they were to put Him to death; He suffered not by force, He courted the effusion of His blood, when He knew that the hour which His Father had appointed, and man needed, was approaching. Neither the infamy of the cross, nor the sharpness of the punishment, nor the present and foreseen ingratitude of his enemies, could deter Him from desiring and effecting man's salvation. He went to it, not only as a duty, but an honor; and was content for a while to be the sport of devils, that He might be the spring of salvation to men.

Stephen Charnock

Post published:December 20, 2022

Main Index: Norwegian (Bibelselskapets utgave 1930)

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3:1 David klager over sine mange fiender, som dømmer ham for fortapt, 2. 3. På grunn av sin tidligere erfaring om Herrens nåde er han dog trygg og rolig, 4-7, og beder om at Gud fremdeles vil hjelpe ham, 8. 9.

3:1 En salme av David, da han flydde for Absalom, sin sønn.

3:2 Herre, hvor mange mine fiender er! Mange reiser sig imot mig.

3:3 Mange sier til min sjel: Det er ingen frelse for ham hos Gud. Sela*. # <* et musikalsk uttrykk.>

3:4 Men du, Herre, er et skjold omkring mig, min ære og den som opløfter mitt hode!

3:5 Høit ropte jeg til Herren, og han svarte mig fra sitt hellige berg. Sela.

3:6 Jeg la mig og sov inn, jeg våknet; for Herren støtter mig.

3:7 Jeg frykter ikke for titusener av folk, som har lagt sig mot mig rundt omkring.

3:8 Reis dig, Herre, frels mig, min Gud! For du har slått alle mine fiender på kinnbenet, du har sønderbrutt de ugudeliges tenner.

3:9 Herren hører frelsen til; over ditt folk være din velsignelse! Sela.