1 To the chief musician, a Psalm of David.
2 Until when, O Jehovah? Wilt thou forget me for ever? Until when wilt thou bide thy face from me?
3 Until when shall I lay up counsels in my soul, grief in my heart daily? Until when shall mine enemy be lifted up above me?
4 Behold, answer me, O Jehovah, my God; enlighten mine eyes lest I sleep the [sleep of] death.
5 Lest mine enemies say, I have overcome him, [and] mine adversaries exult when I am moved.
6 But I in thy mercy have trusted; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation; I will sing to Jehovah, for he hath dealt well with me.
Notes on Psalm 13
Here things are no better, but the heart is more urgent, and “How long” is the key-note. It also is inscribed “To the chief musician: a psalm of David.” If deferred hope makes the righteous sick, confidence grows up to joy and gladness.
It is the patience of the saints, waiting for the Kingdom in power and praise.