18 Now as soon as it was day, there was no small stir among the soldiers, what was become of Peter.



Ver. 18. There was no small stir] Huddle or hubbub, ôáñá÷ïò , with fear and care how they should answer it; but this was but part of their punishment, and the least part too; there was a worse matter followed, Act_12:19. Lo, so it fareth with all graceless persons. They are not without their crosses here, but the worst is behind. What they feel here is but a typical hell, a foretaste of eternal torment. All their present sufferings are but as drops of wrath forerunning the great storm, a crack foregoing the ruin of the whole house. The leaves only of the tree fall upon them here; the tree itself will shortly fall upon them, and crush them to pieces.