And when the servant of the man of God was risen early, and gone forth, behold, an host compassed the city both with horses and chariots. And his servant said unto him, Alas, my master! how shall we do?
Ver. 15. Alas, my master! how shall we do?] Vox desperantis. Flesh and blood in an exigent gives up all for lost. Infidelity limiteth God's boundless power and bottomless mercy: this is a kind of taking away of the Almighty. Hope above hope. Qui nil potest sperare, desperet nihil.