For this our heart is faint; for these [things] our eyes are dim.

Ver. 17. For this our heart is faint.] Ponit symbolum vere contritionis, we are sin sick even at heart; our sins are as so many daggers at our hearts, or bearded arrows in our flesh.

For these things our eyes are dim.] We have well nigh wept them out; whereby, nevertheless, our minds have been enlightened. Lachrymae sunt succus cordis contriti, seu liquores animae patientis.

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