Waking he felt as if walking through the valley of the shadows of loss and intolerable wrong.

Phantoms created by his own sorrow and fear pressed him hard and dreams from incalculable depths troubled and terrified his soul.

In sleep it was no better.

He was then the prisoner of darkness, fettered with the bonds of a long night and exiled for a space from the eternal Providence.
At length, however, the sun rose and John awoke and brought the terror to an end by the calling on One Name and by casting himself on the care and mercy of that One, who is "a very present help in time of trouble." That was all John needed.

He did not expect to escape trouble.