Many, O LORD my God, are your wonderful works which you have done, and your thoughts which are toward us: they cannot be recounted in order unto you: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.
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Augustine of Hippo
AD 430
"Many, O Lord my God, are the wonderful works which Thou hast made" (ver. 5). He used to gaze at the "wonderful works" of man; let him now contemplate the wonderful works of God. "Many are the wonderful works" that God "has made." Why are they become vile in his eyes? He praises the charioteer guiding four horses; running all of them without fault and without stumbling. Perhaps the Lord has not made such "wonderful works" in things spiritual. Let him control lust, let him control cowardice, let him control injustice, let him control imprudence, I mean, the passions which falling into excess produce those vices; let him control these and bring them into subjection, and let him hold the reins, and not suffer himself to be carried away; let him guide them the way he himself would have them go; let him not be forced away whither he would not. He used to applaud the charioteer, he himself shall be applauded for his own charioteering; he used to call out that the charioteer should be investe...
Thoughts, or designs, "over us "as Hebrew adds. No one can fathom the counsels of the Lord. It is folly, therefore, to attack his mysteries. (Haydock)
Like. Protestants, "and thy thoughts which are to usward, they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee. "Literally, non ordinare apud te. (Montanus) (Haydock)
But haroc means also æquiparare, which corresponds with the Vulgate. (Berthier)
Syriac, "none is comparable to thee. "(Calmet)
Number. Christ and his apostles preached, so that many followed their doctrine. (Worthington)
David also had many witnesses of his gratitude. They crowded round him. Some would improperly make multiplicati sunt, agree with mirabilia, dialogismois, which is in the masculine. (Berthier)
"I find no order before thee; if I would declare and number, they are more (wonders) than can be counted. "(St. Jerome) (Haydock)
I am at a loss how to express myself, and must be content with the interior sentiments of gratitude. See Psalm lxx. 15. (Calmet)
