Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I [am] desolate and afflicted.
Ver. 16. Turn thee unto me] Heb. Face about towards me.
And have mercy upon me] There being no such mercy as to have thy favour. This is a voluminous mercy.
For I am desolate and afflicted] As all creatures flag and hang the head when the sun is eclipsed. Misery is an object of mercy; as it was to the compassionate Samaritan.