Salmi 69:3

3 Sono stanco di gridare, la mia gola è riarsa; gli occhi mi vengon meno, mentre aspetto il mio Dio.

Salmi 69:3 Meaning and Commentary

Psalms 69:3

I am weary of my crying
In his distress; when, bearing the punishment both of loss and sense, he cried unto God; he prayed earnestly, with great intenseness and fervency of spirit; he offered supplications, with strong cryings and tears, insomuch that he calls it a roaring: and whereas there was a seeming delay of answer to his cries, he cried till he was weary of crying; and yet it is remarkable that his last cry was with a loud voice, which surprised the centurion; see ( Psalms 22:1 Psalms 22:2 ) ( Matthew 27:46 ) ;

my throat is dried;
with crying, so that he was hoarse; or "burnt" ^F21; with inward heat of a fever, which usually attended persons crucified; see ( Psalms 22:15 ) ;

mine eyes fail while I wait for my God;
God the Father was the God of Christ, as he was man; he prepared a body for him, and anointed his human nature with the Holy Spirit; he supported and upheld him: and as such Christ loved him, believed in him, prayed to him, and waited and looked for help and salvation from him; this being delayed, his eyes failed with intense looking about for it, as well as with grief and tears. Ainsworth observes, that failing of the eyes is one of the curses of the law, ( Leviticus 26:16 ) ( Deuteronomy 28:30 ) , and it shows how in every thing Christ was made a curse for his people.

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FOOTNOTES:

F21 (rxn) "adustum", Montanus, Gejerus, Michaelis; so Ainsworth.

Salmi 69:3 In-Context

1 Al Capo de’ musici. Sopra "i gigli". Di Davide. Salvami, o Dio, poiché le acque mi son giunte fino all’anima.

2 Io sono affondato in un profondo pantano, ove non v’è da fermare il piede; son giunto in acque profonde e la corrente mi sommerge.

3 Sono stanco di gridare, la mia gola è riarsa; gli occhi mi vengon meno, mentre aspetto il mio Dio.

4 Quelli che m’odiano senza cagione sono più numerosi de’ capelli del mio capo; sono potenti quelli che mi vorrebbero distrutto e che a torto mi sono nemici; perfino quello che non avevo preso, l’ho dovuto restituire.

5 O Dio, tu conosci la mia follia, e le mie colpe non ti sono occulte.