« وَقَبلَ أنْ أُنهِيَ صَلاتِيَ فِي قَلبِي، أتَتْ رِفْقَةُ وَجَرَّتُها عَلَى كَتِفِها. فَنَزَلَتْ إلَى النَّبْعِ وَاسْتَقَتْ ماءً. فَقُلْتُ لَها: ‹اسْقِينِي مِنْ فَضلِكِ.›
“Before I had finished speaking in my heart, behold, Rebekah came out with her jar on her shoulder, and went down to the spring and drew, and I said to her, ‘Please let me drink.’
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