Adam Clarke on Psalms 116:8

Thou hast delivered my soul from death - Thou hast rescued my life from the destruction to which it was exposed.

Mine eyes from tears - Thou hast turned my sorrow into joy.

My feet from falling - Thou hast taken me out of the land of snares and pitfalls, and brought me into a plain path. How very near does our ancient mother tongue come to this: For thou he nerode sawle mine of deathe, eapan mine of tearum; fet mine of slide. And this language is but a little improved in the old Psalter: -

For he toke my saule fra dede; my eghen fra teres; my fete fra slippyng.