David Cries Out For Mercy.

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David begins this psalm by rehearsing the sad condition in which he found himself. We don’t know the cause of David’s pain but whatever the cause, he sought God for the remedy. Here was “a man after God’s own heart” who had not only fallen but who persisted in pretending publicly that nothing was wrong. Any Spiritual man who is out of touch with God, because of unconfessed sin, knows what it is like when prayer becomes a mere mouthing of words. There can be little doubt from the first few verses of this psalm that David is suffering from the way he has been living. David’s sin with Bathsheba was a terrible thing. She was the wife of one of his great military men who had stood faithfully on David’s behalf. David seduced her and arranged with Joab for Uriah’s murder. Then David married Bathsheba to try to cover up the whole thing.

David’s agony is expressed in several ways in this psalm:

  1. Through a gnawing of conscience (vv. 1-5) (spiritually).
  2. Through physical problems (vv. 6-7) (physically).
  3. Through embarrassment of moral failure (vv. 8-10) (morally)

He pleads with God for mercy in many a sleepless night as he fills his bed with tears which Spurgeon referred to as “liquid prayers.” It had become increasingly clear to David that he wasn’t fooling anyone as he was “waxing old in his grief” and his sorrow was evident on his face.


 I need to ask myself if I am carrying the weight of any past sins that needs to be confessed to God? This is why the Lord has put I John 1:9 in the Bible. As a child of God I need to claim this truth.

Psalms 6:1-10 (English Standard Version)

O LORD, rebuke me not in your anger, nor discipline me in your wrath. Be gracious to me, O LORD, for I am languishing; heal me, O LORD, for my bones are troubled. My soul also is greatly troubled. But you, O LORD--how long? Turn, O LORD, deliver my life; save me for the sake of your steadfast love. For in death there is no remembrance of you; in Sheol who will give you praise? I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping. My eye wastes away because of grief; it grows weak because of all my foes. Depart from me, all you workers of evil, for the LORD has heard the sound of my weeping. The LORD has heard my plea; the LORD accepts my prayer. All my enemies shall be ashamed and greatly troubled; they shall turn back and be put to shame in a moment.

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