The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand: they are wreathed, [and] come up upon my neck: he hath made my strength to fall, the Lord hath delivered me into [their] hands, [from whom] I am not able to rise up.
Ver. 14. The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand.] Compactum est. Or, Is bound upon his hand; that is, the Lord carrieth them in his continual remembrance.
They are wreathed.] Wrapped and wreathed together as a strong cord. My sins are twisted together, saith one, and sadly accented; so are the punishments of my sins, saith the Church here, neither can I get free, but as the heifer, by wriggling against the yoke, galleth her neck, so do I
And come up upon my neck.] Praeclarum scilicet monile, et torques, mearum virtutum index, et insigne.
He hath made my strength to fall.] Heb., He hath caused my power to stumble i.e., so to stumble as to fall; for he who stumbleth and yet falleth not, getteth ground.
From whom I am not able to arise.] Only God can raise me; and it is a work worthy of God, who
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