But I [am] poor and needy; [yet] the Lord thinketh upon me: thou [art] my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying, O my God.
Ver. 17. But I am poor and needy] A stark beggar neither will I hide from my Lord (as once Joseph's brethren said to him, when they came for corn) mine extreme indigence, my necessitous condition; I am one that get my living by begging.
Yet the Lord thinketh upon me] He is the poor man's King, as hath been said; and Christ is cum Patre dator, inter nos petitor, as Augustine hath it; that is, he gives with the Father, and at the same time prays with the suitor, who must therefore needs speed.
Thou art my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying] Deliver me speedily, lest I perish utterly. God, saith one, is sometimes troubled with too much help, but never with too little; we are sometimes too soon, but he is never too late.