Cleansing of the Temple

911.499 - 943.847 R.C. Sproul

David is writing, "'Save me, O God, for the waters have come up to my neck, and I am sinking in deep mire where there is no standing. I've come into deep waters where the floods overflow me. I'm weary with my crying. My throat is dry.' and my eyes fail while I wait for my God." Here David is in deep distress, and he says, those who hate me without cause are more than the hairs of my head.