John Trapp on Psalms 73:2

Verſ. 2. But as for mee my feet were almoſt gone] i. e. I was wel-night brought to beleeve, that there was no divine providence: as the Athenians did, when their good General Nicias was worſted and ſlain in Sicily; as Pompey did,Thucid. when having the better cauſe, he was overcome by Ceſar; as Brutus did (that laſt of the Romans as he was called for his courage) when beaten out of the field by Anthony, he cryed out [non-Latin text not transcribed], Now I ſee that vertue is nothing, but all things are moderated by Fortun, whom he charged his children therefore to worſhip, as a goddeſſe of greateſt power.

My ſteps had wel[illegible: 1 letter]nigh ſlipt] Quaſi nihil effuſi, ſunt greſſus mei, that is, as Kimchi interpreteth it, Status meus crat tantillus quaſi nullus eſſet pre figendo peds locus, I had ſcarce any faſtening for my feet, my heels were gone almoſt. What wonder then that Heathens have been ſtounded and ſtaggered?

Cum rapiaent mala fata bonos (ignoſcite faſſo) Sollicitor nullos eſſe putare Deos.

Saith Ovid. And to the fame purpoſe another Poet.

Marmoreo Licinies tumulo jacet, & Cato parve, Pompeius nullo; quis putet eſſe Deos?