...namely thus; that we both confess our sins unto God, who is the forgiver of sins, saying with David, I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess against myself my transgressions unto the Lord : and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin ; and, according...

...grievous fin that we have been mifcarried into : Holy David is a meet example for us ; Mytonei,(mh he, waxed old, through my roaring all the day long ; for day and night thy hand was heauie upon me ; my moifture is turned into the drought of Summer, P fa!. 32. 3,4. and clfewhere, My...

...the bones," that is, it consumes the very marrow with which they are moistened. So Psa. 32 : 3, 4, " My bones waxed old, through my roaring all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy on me : my moisture is turned into the drought of summer." What a spectacle of pity did Francis Spira...

...and wafted with grief, and his mind upon the rack. When I kept Jilence*, my bones -waxed old, thro1 my roaring, all the day long. For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me I acknowledged my Jin unto thee : and mine iniquity have I not hid : If aid I will confefs my tranjgrejjions...

...Thou mayeft be found: but furely in the Floods of great Waters they fhall not come nigh unto him. 3. I acknowledged my Sin unto Thee, and mine Iniquity have I not hid ; I faid, I will confefs my Tranfgreffions unto the Lord ; and fo Thou forgaveft the Wickednefs of my Sin....

...VoL. I. M mm marrow with which they are moiftned. So Pfal. xxxii. 3, 4. •' My bones waxeJ old, and through my roaring all the day ". long : For day and night thy hand was heavy on me : My " moifture" (or chief lap) " is turned into the drought of futn. " mer." Wh;tt a fpefracle...

...fituatiou — The Pfalmift's words might well be applied to them, Pfal. xxxii. 3, 4. When I kept ftlencc, my bones waxed old; through my roaring all the day long. For day and ntght thy hand was heavy upon me : my moifture is turned into the drought of fummer. — Next day their...

...bitter experience. Guilt and defilement had eaten up all his enjoyment. /Then I kept Jilcnce, faith he, my bones waxed old, through my roaring all the day...long: for day and night thy hand was heavy upon me; iny moiflure is turned into the drought of fummer. It does not appear that he fully defifted from prayer;...

...himself as thirsting for pardon, when he says, under a sense of guilt, Whilst I kept silence my bonus waxed old, through my roaring all the day long ; For...and night thy hand was heavy upon me, my moisture was turned into the drought of summer f. It was like an envenomed arrow shot into his soul, the poison...

...as thirsting for pardon, when he says, under a sense of guilt, Whilst I kept silence my bones wared old, through my roaring all the day long ; For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me, my moisture was turned into the drought of summer f. It was like an envenomed arrow shot into his soul, the poison...