The proud hide a snare for me; the cords of their net are spread along the path, and lures are set out for me. Selah
PSALM 140 David complains of the implacable cruelty of his enemies, and of their treachery and rancorous calumnies. In the close, having besought God’s help, and expressing his persuasion of obtaining his layout, he comforts himself with the hope of deliverance, and just vengeance being executed upon his enemies. To the chief Musician — A Psalm of David. Psalm 140:1-5 1. Deliver me, O Jehovah!
Commenting on Psalm 140:1-13
The proud have hid a snare for me. Proud as they are, they stoop to this mean action: they use a snare, and they hide it away, that their victim may be taken like a poor hare who is killed without warning—killed in its usual run, by a snare which it could not see.
In this, as in other things, David was a type of Christ, that he suffered before he reigned, was humbled before he was exalted, and that as there were many who loved and valued him, and sought to do him honour, so there were many who hated and envied him, and sought to do him mischief, as appears by these verses, where, I.
Commenting on Psalm 140:1-7