Charles H. Spurgeon on Psalms 112:10

The wicked shall see it. The psalm which speaks of the blessedness of the saints also bears solemn testimony to the doom of the wicked. Cowper sings as if this verse was before his eyes. ...The same word, that like the polished share

Ploughs up the roots of a believer's care,

Kills, too, the flowery weeds wherever they grow,

That bind the sinner's Bacchanalian brow.

Oh that unwelcome voice of heavenly love,

Sad messenger of mercy from above,

How does it grate upon his thankless ear,

Crippling his pleasures with the cramp of fear.

His will and judgment at continual strife,

That civil war embitters all his life;

In vain he points his powers against the skies,

In vain he closes or averts his eyes;

Truth will intrude.