(13) And David said unto the young man that told him, Whence art thou? And he answered, I am the son of a stranger, an Amalekite. (14) And David said unto him, How wast thou not afraid to stretch forth thine hand to destroy the LORD'S anointed? (15) And David called one of the young men, and said, Go near, and fall upon him. And he smote him that he died. (16) And David said unto him, Thy blood be upon thy head; for thy mouth hath testified against thee, saying, I have slain the LORD'S anointed.
Think Reader! (for I pass over all the lesser considerations connected with the event of this Amalekite's death) think if David considered this act so atrocious, because it was leveled against the Lord's anointed, what unparalleled impiety must that have been in the crucifiers of the Lord Jesus, the only begotten and anointed Son of God! And yet, dearest Jesus! such was thy matchless love and pity, that on some of these very men, whose hands were embrued in thy blood, thou didst send down the gift of thine Holy Spirit on the day of Pentecost, that by pricking them to the heart they might cry out for redemption and obtain it. Oh! heavenly Lord! Oh Son of David, and David's Lord, what a precious view of thy mercy doth this afford! See Act_2:22-23; Act_2:37, etc.