His discovery is that, if his heart is so full of love to Saul, that in his yearning for his good, he would give him everything, what must God's love for him be?
Of his own love he cries: Could I help thee, my father, inventing a bliss, I would add, to that life of the past, both the future and this; I would give thee new life altogether, as good, ages hence, At this moment,--had love but the warrant love's heart to dispense.
Then, when God's magnificent love bursts upon him he sings in joy: -- What, my soul?
see thus far and no farther?
When doors great and small Nine-and-ninety flew ope at our touch, should the hundredth appall?
How utterly absurd, on the face of it, is such a supposition.

God having given so much will surely continue to give.

His love so far proven so great, it _will never cease_.
O! doubting heart of man, of woman, of father, of mother, grieving over the mental and spiritual lapses of a loved one, grasp this glorious fact--God's love far transcends thine own.

What thou wouldst do for thy loved one is a minute fraction of what He can do, will do, _is doing_.

Rest in His love.