Thy statutes have been my songs in the house of my pilgrimage.
Ver. 54. Thy statutes have been my songs] Thy promises, which bind thee by grace, as statutes do us by duty, and are every whit as sure. By these I lopped off my cares, fears, and griefs, as with a pruning or paring knife; I pared them round till none was left. Metaphors falcibus.
In the house of my pilgrimage] In hoc exilio, in hoc ergastulo, in hac peregrinatione, in hac valle lachrymarum (Bern.). Travellers sing to deceive the tediousness of the way; so did David, and hereby he solaced himself under that horror, Psalms 119:53. Great is the comfort that cometh in by singing of psalms with grace in our hearts.