Jacob awoke from his sleep in the deep stillness of night. The shining forms of his vision had disappeared. Only the dim outline of the lonely hills, and above them the heavens bright with stars, now met his gaze. But he had a solemn sense that God was with him. An unseen presence filled the solitude. "Surely the Lord is in this place," he said, "and I knew it not. . . . This is none other but the house of God, and this is the gate of heaven."

Jakob vågnede af sin søvn i nattens dybe stilhed. De strålende skikkelser i synet var forsvundet. Kun de øde højes svage omrids og den stjernebesatte himmel mødte hans blik. Men han havde en højtidelig følelse af, at Gud var med ham. Der var en usynlig person hos ham i ensomheden. "Sandelig, Herren er på dette sted, og jeg vidste det ikke! ..... Visselig, her er Guds hus, her er Himmelens port!"