6 The cords of the grave coiled around me; the snares of death confronted me.
6 The sorrows
6 the cords of Sheol entangled me; the snares of death confronted me.
6 Hell's ropes cinched me tight; death traps barred every exit.
6 The sorrows of Sheol surrounded me; The snares of death confronted me.
6 The grave wrapped its ropes around me; death laid a trap in my path.
Matthew Henry's Commentary on 2 Samuel 22:6
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David's psalm of thanksgiving.
This chapter is a psalm of praise; we find it afterwards nearly as 2 Timothy 4:18. Those who receive signal mercies from God, ought to give him the glory. In the day that God delivered David, he sang this song. While the mercy is fresh, and we are most affected with it, let the thank-offering be brought, to be kindled with the fire of that affection. All his joys and hopes close, as all our hopes should do, in the great Redeemer.