B efore I had finished speaking in my heart, behold, Rebekah came out with her pitcher on her shoulder. She went down to the spring, and drew. I said to her, ‘Please let me drink.’
Antes que acabara de hablar en mi corazón, vi a Rebeca que salía con su cántaro sobre el hombro; descendió a la fuente, y sacó agua. Entonces le dije: “Te ruego que me des de beber.”
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