And take your father and your households, and come unto me: and I will give you the good of the land of Egypt, and ye shall eat the fat of the land.
Ver. 18. Come unto me: and I will give your, &c.] So saith Christ, "Come unto me, and ye shall find rest to your souls," Mat 11:28 health to your bones, all the blessings of this life and a better. Say, you meet with some trouble by the way, as haply Jacob had foul weather ere he came down to Egypt. Non sunt condignae passiones ad praeteritam culpam quae remittitur, ad praesentis consolationes gratium, quae immittitur, ad futuram gloriam, quae promittitur, saith Bernard, sweetly. What is a drop of vinegar put into an ocean of wine? No country hath more venomous creatures than Egypt, none more antidotes. So godliness, saith one, hath many troubles, and as many helps against trouble.