He had a hard alternative, but his choice was wise, and it showed that with all his wanderings he had a sound and loving trust in the Lord his God. A child of God feels always safest in his Fathers hands.
O that my chastened heart may smite
And make me inly groan,
Whene’er I vainly take delight
In aught I call my own.
Harden’d by sin’s deceitfulness
O may I never be,
But miss my comfort and my peace,
Whene’er I turn from thee.