6 And Esther saith, `The man -- adversary and enemy -- `is' this wicked Haman;' and Haman hath been afraid at the presence of the king and of the queen.
Also, the light of the wicked is extinguished. And there doth not shine a spark of his fire. The light hath been dark in his tent, And his lamp over him is extinguished. Straitened are the steps of his strength, And cast him down doth his own counsel. For he is sent into a net by his own feet, And on a snare he doth walk habitually. Seize on the heel doth a gin, Prevail over him do the designing. Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path. Round about terrified him have terrors, And they have scattered him -- at his feet. Hungry is his sorrow, And calamity is ready at his side.
Dost Thou slay, O God, the wicked? Then, men of blood, turn aside from me! Who exchange Thee for wickedness, Lifted up to vanity `are' Thine enemies. Do not I hate, Jehovah, those hating Thee? And with Thy withstanders grieve myself? `With' perfect hatred I have hated them, Enemies they have become to me.
as saith the simile of the ancients, From the wicked goeth out wickedness, and my hand is not on thee.
and it cometh to pass, when all our enemies have heard, and all the nations who are round about us see, that they fall greatly in their own eyes, and know that by our God hath this work been done.
A fearful voice `is' in his ears, In peace doth a destroyer come to him. He believeth not to return from darkness, And watched `is' he for the sword.
When evil doers come near to me to eat my flesh, My adversaries and mine enemies to me, They have stumbled and fallen.
In the misery of mortals they are not, And with common men they are not plagued. Therefore hath pride encircled them, Violence covereth them as a dress. Their eye hath come out from fat. The imaginations of the heart transgressed; They do corruptly, And they speak in the wickedness of oppression, From on high they speak. They have set in the heavens their mouth, And their tongue walketh in the earth.
Till I come in to the sanctuaries of God, I attend to their latter end. Only, in slippery places Thou dost set them, Thou hast caused them to fall to desolations. How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors. As a dream from awakening, O Lord, In awaking, their image Thou despisest.
The fury of a king `is' messengers of death, And a wise man pacifieth it.
If oppression of the poor, and violent taking away of judgment and righteousness thou seest in a province, do not marvel at the matter, for a higher than the high is observing, and high ones `are' over them.
Wandered hath my heart, trembling hath terrified me, The twilight of my desire He hath made a fear to me,
In that hour come forth have fingers of a man's hand, and they are writing over-against the candlestick, on the plaster of the wall of the king's palace: and the king is seeing the extremity of the hand that is writing; then the king's countenance hath changed, and his thoughts do trouble him, and the joints of his loins are loosed, and his knees are smiting one against another.
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Commentary on Esther 7 Matthew Henry Commentary
Chapter 7
We are now to attend the second banquet to which the king and Haman were invited: and there,
Est 7:1-6
The king in humour, and Haman out of humour, meet at Esther's table. Now,
Est 7:7-10
Here,