Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.
David wrote this himself, not the sons of Korah; he was the Church's teacher, abundantly gifted with the Spirit of prophecy. Why would he borrow their help in composing when he was far better able than they? The sons of Korah kept the psalm as a precious treasure entrusted to their care.
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Commenting on Psalm 42:1-11
Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts. Thy severe dealings with me seem to excite all creation to attack me; heaven, and earth, and hell, call to each other, stirring each other up in dreadful conspiracy against my peace. As in a waterspout, the deeps above and below clasp hands, so it seemed to David that heaven and earth united to create a tempest around him.
Complaints and comforts here, as before, take their turn, like day and night in the course of nature. I. He complains of the dejections of his spirit, but comforts himself with the thoughts of God, Psa 42:6. 1. In his troubles. His soul was dejected, and he goes to God and tells him so: O my God! my soul is cast down within me.
Commenting on Psalm 42:6-11