My heart grew hot within me; as I mused, the fire burned. Then I spoke with my tongue:
David confesses he was seized with extreme bitterness that forced him to break forth in complaint and vehemence he never intended. He wrestled with great effort to resist despair, and his prayers show the depth of his trouble of mind.
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Commenting on Psalm 39:1-13
My heart was hot within me. The friction of inward thoughts produced an intense mental heat. The door of his heart was shut, and with the fire of sorrow burning within, the chamber of his soul soon grew unbearable with heat. Silence is an awful thing for a sufferer, it is the surest method to produce madness.
When affliction presses, I must recall the solemn vows I made to God to walk circumspectly and guard my tongue. These are covenants never to be forgotten but always to be minded, especially when tempted to sin. To resolve steadfastly to take heed to my ways and to renew that resolution is the great concern of every soul.
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Commenting on Psalm 39:1-6