Diodorus of Tarsus
Nicene & Post-Nicene · AD 325–500 · 133 passages across 2 books
Commentary
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
It is also necessary to indicate the difference between the term diapsalma and the song of the diapsalma, or in short what their meaning is. While diapsalma means a change of tune and alteration of rhythm, then, and not a shift in thought, as some commentators believed, so does song of the diapsalma, since frequently singers changed the tunes according to the availability of instruments. So it indicates alternation in styles and rhythms, not change in ideas. It is, in fact, ridiculous to mention anything else, though some commentators have come up with extraordinary notions, like the Spirit coming on the author at one time and withdrawing at another, which did not happen—perish the thought. I mean, the Holy Spirit did not grant the authors the grace of addressing the text in the manner the demons do to those unaware of what they are saying; rather, he implanted in their mind complete understanding, and on receiving this knowledge they gave voice to it to the extent of their capability, not uttering what they did not understand in the manner of the seers but having complete knowledge…
To the chief Musician on Neginoth, A Psalm of David. Hear me when I call, O God of my righteousness: thou hast enlarged me when I was in distress; have mercy upon me, and hear my prayer.
O ye sons of men, how long will ye turn my glory into shame? how long will ye love vanity, and seek after leasing? Selah.
Stand in awe, and sin not: commune with your own heart upon your bed, and be still. Selah.
Thou hast put gladness in my heart, more than in the time that their corn and their wine increased.
Return, O LORD, deliver my soul: oh save me for thy mercies' sake.
Shiggaion of David, which he sang unto the LORD, concerning the words of Cush the Benjamite. O LORD my God, in thee do I put my trust: save me from all them that persecute me, and deliver me:
God judgeth the righteous, and God is angry with the wicked every day.
Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet:
For the needy shall not alway be forgotten: the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.
The wicked, through the pride of his countenance, will not seek after God: God is not in all his thoughts.
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. In the LORD put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?
The words of the LORD are pure words: as silver tried in a furnace of earth, purified seven times.
Thou shalt keep them, O LORD, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.
The wicked walk on every side, when the vilest men are exalted.
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. How long wilt thou forget me, O LORD? for ever? how long wilt thou hide thy face from me?
Consider and hear me, O LORD my God: lighten mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death;
There were they in great fear: for God is in the generation of the righteous.
In whose eyes a vile person is contemned; but he honoureth them that fear the LORD. He that sweareth to his own hurt, and changeth not.
For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption.