Ver. 1. Unto thee lift I up mine eyes] Praying by them rather than by words, mine afflictions having swollen my heart too big for my mouth. [See Trapp on “Ps 121:1”]
Ver. 2. Behold, as the eyes of servants] For direction, defence, maintenance, mercy in time of correction, help when the service is too hard, &c.; so do our eyes wait upon the Lord our God, viz. for direction and benediction.
Ver. 3. Have mercy upon us, O Lord, have mercy] This is preces fundere, coelum tundere, misericordiam extorquere, as Tertullian hath it; to wring mercy out of God’s holy hands, by our utmost importunity. For we are exceedingly filled with contempt] We are made the very scum and scorn of our proud imperious enemies. This the nature of man is very impatient of, and can hardly brook; for there is none so mean but holdeth himself worthy of some regard; and a reproachful scorn showeth an utter disrespect, which issueth from the very superfluity of malice.
Ver. 4. Our soul is exceedingly filled with the scorning of those that are at ease] And therehence insole nt and unsufferable, for κορος υβριν τικτει, ease breedeth forgetfulness, yea, it maketh men scornful and wrongful to others.