But the dove found no rest for the sole of her foot, and she returned unto him into the ark, for the waters [were] on the face of the whole earth: then he put forth his hand, and took her, and pulled her in unto him into the ark.
Ver. 9. And the dove found no rest.] No more doth man's soul (God's turtle) till it rest in God. Domine, saith St Augustine, fecisti nos ad te, ideoque cor nostrum inquietam est, donec requieverit in te. Hic finis nostrae formationis, saith another, ut homo sit templum Dei, et Deus ara hominis. How oft doth the good soul cry, "Oh that I had the wings of a dove!" &c. Psa 55:6 Or, if that "Oh" will not set him at liberty, she takes up that "Woe" to express her misery: "Woe is me that I sojourn in Mesech," &c. Psa 120:5 a
a "My heart panteth," Psa 38:10 סחרהר, as merchants run from country to country. - Bucholc.