What is clear to me from these Psalms is that I do not know suffering. I have never been weary from moaning having flooded my bed and couch with tears (v 6-7), nor have I comforted someone that ill and grief stricken.
Psalm 6 feels very lonely to me. Not only is the writer sick, but the writer does not seem to have anyone but God. I know that I would be truly horrified to be on death's door alone. God provides that constant companion even if the world has turned its back on you, but I hope (pray) that I will never have to be that courageous.
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