Show me a token for good; that they which hate me may see it, and be ashamed: because you, LORD, have helped me, and comforted me.
To what shall we liken comfort? It is like copious and heavy dew to withering flowers. It is like rain to the parched and thirsty earth. It is like an anodyne to sharp pain. It is like the sight of coast and harbour to the mariner, when the sea is rough and the sky is stormy. It is like the appearance of the moon after hours of thick, black, dark cloudiness. It is like the mother's voice to a terrified child, and like the mother's arms to a fretful babe. "Comfort" is a word which we interpret by our feelings. A mother's lap and bosom, and a bird's nest, are embodiments of God's idea of comfort.
Parallel VersesKJV: Shew me a token for good; that they which hate me may see it, and be ashamed: because thou, LORD, hast holpen me, and comforted me.