John Trapp on Psalms 13:2

Verſ. 2. How long ſhall I take counſel in my ſoul?] i.e. conceal my grief, ſaith Aben-Ezra, which is no ſmall aggravation of it; or, how long ſhall I toſs and tumble in my mind, ſundry counſels, and purpoſes, but allto no purpoſe? This is no ſmall affliction, when we try all courſes to get out of durance, and nothing will do. Such muſt needs have much ſorrow in their hearts.

Having ſorrow in my heart daily] Heb. by day, ſc. when others are full of buſineſs and forget their ſorrows, ſaith R. David. But the Greek rendreth it, day and night. David was a cheerfull man, and a great Muſician; but at this time heavineſſe had poſſeſt his heart, and his harp would not relieve him. Sadneſſe of Spirit had dryed up his bones, Prov. 17.22. and made him a very bag of bones, a bottle in the ſmoak ſhrinking away to nothing almoſt. See Prov. 12.25. & 15.13. and the Notes.