9 But those that seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the lower parts of the earth.

Other Translations of Psalm 63:9

New International Version

9 Those who want to kill me will be destroyed; they will go down to the depths of the earth.

English Standard Version

9 But those who seek to destroy my life shall go down into the depths of the earth;

The Message

9 Those who are out to get me are marked for doom, marked for death, bound for hell.

New King James Version

9 But those who seek my life, to destroy it, Shall go into the lower parts of the earth.

New Living Translation

9 But those plotting to destroy me will come to ruin. They will go down into the depths of the earth.

Matthew Henry's Commentary on Psalm 63:9

Commentary on Psalm 63:7-11

(Read Psalm 63:7-11)

True Christians can, in some measure, and at some times, make use of the strong language of David, but too commonly our souls cleave to the dust. Having committed ourselves to God, we must be easy and pleased, and quiet from the fear of evil. Those that follow hard after God, would soon fail, if God's right hand did not uphold them. It is he that strengthens us and comforts us. The psalmist doubts not but that though now sowing in tears, he should reap in joy. Messiah the Prince shall rejoice in God; he is already entered into the joy set before him, and his glory will be completed at his second coming. Blessed Lord, let our desire towards thee increase every hour; let our love be always upon thee; let all our enjoyment be in thee, and all our satisfaction from thee. Be thou all in all to us while we remain in the present wilderness state, and bring us home to the everlasting enjoyment of thee for ever.

3 I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.

Other Translations of Psalm 69:3

New International Version

3 I am worn out calling for help; my throat is parched. My eyes fail, looking for my God.

English Standard Version

3 I am weary with my crying out; my throat is parched. My eyes grow dim with waiting for my God.

The Message

3 I'm hoarse from calling for help, Bleary-eyed from searching the sky for God.

New King James Version

3 I am weary with my crying; My throat is dry; My eyes fail while I wait for my God.

New Living Translation

3 I am exhausted from crying for help; my throat is parched. My eyes are swollen with weeping, waiting for my God to help me.

Matthew Henry's Commentary on Psalm 69:3

Commentary on Psalm 69:1-12

(Read Psalm 69:1-12)

We should frequently consider the person of the Sufferer here spoken of, and ask why, as well as what he suffered, that, meditating thereon, we may be more humbled for sin, and more convinced of our danger, so that we may feel more gratitude and love, constraining us to live to His glory who died for our salvation. Hence we learn, when in affliction, to commit the keeping of our souls to God, that we may not be soured with discontent, or sink into despair. David was hated wrongfully, but the words far more fully apply to Christ. In a world where unrighteousness reigns so much, we must not wonder if we meet with those that are our enemies wrongfully. Let us take care that we never do wrong; then if we receive wrong, we may the better bear it. By the satisfaction Christ made to God for our sin by his blood, he restored that which he took not away, he paid our debt, suffered for our offences. Even when we can plead Not guilty, as to men's unjust accusations, yet before God we must acknowledge ourselves to deserve all that is brought upon us. All our sins take rise from our foolishness. They are all done in God's sight. David complains of the unkindness of friends and relations. This was fulfilled in Christ, whose brethren did not believe on him, and who was forsaken by his disciples. Christ made satisfaction for us, not only by putting off the honours due to God, but by submitting to the greatest dishonours that could be done to any man. We need not be discouraged if our zeal for the truths, precepts, and worship of God, should provoke some, and cause others to mock our godly sorrow and deadness to the world.