Isaac and Rebekah 24 1Abraham was now an old man. God had blessed Abraham in every way. 2Abraham spoke to the senior servant in his household, the one in charge of everything he had, “Put your hand under my thigh 3and swear by God—God of Heaven, God of Earth—that you will not get a wife for my son from among the young women of the Canaanites here, 4but will go to the land of my birth and get a wife for my son Isaac.” 5The servant answered, “But what if the woman refuses to leave home and come with me? Do I then take your son back to your home country?” 6Abraham said, “Oh no. Never. By no means are you to take my son back there. 7God, the God of Heaven, took me from the home of my father and from the country of my birth and spoke to me in solemn promise, ‘I’m giving this land to your descendants.’ This God will send his angel ahead of you to get a wife for my son. 8And if the woman won’t come, you are free from this oath you’ve sworn to me. But under no circumstances are you to take my son back there.” 9So the servant put his hand under the thigh of his master Abraham and gave his solemn oath. 10The servant took ten of his master’s camels and, loaded with gifts from his master, traveled to Aram Naharaim and the city of Nahor. 11Outside the city, he made the camels kneel at a well. It was evening, the time when the women came to draw water. 12He prayed, “O God, God of my master Abraham, make things go smoothly this day; treat my master Abraham well! 13As I stand here by the spring while the young women of the town come out to get water, 14let the girl to whom I say, ‘Lower your jug and give me a drink,’ and who answers, ‘Drink, and let me also water your camels’—let her be the woman you have picked out for your servant Isaac. Then I’ll know that you’re working graciously behind the scenes for my master.” 15It so happened that the words were barely out of his mouth when Rebekah, the daughter of Bethuel whose mother was Milcah the wife of Nahor, Abraham’s brother, came out with a water jug on her shoulder. 16The girl was stunningly beautiful, a pure virgin. She went down to the spring, filled her jug, and came back up. 17The servant ran to meet her and said, “Please, can I have a sip of water from your jug?” 18She said, “Certainly, drink!” And she held the jug so that he could drink. 19When he had satisfied his thirst she said, “I’ll get water for your camels, too, until they’ve drunk their fill.” 20She promptly emptied her jug into the trough and ran back to the well to fill it, and she kept at it until she had watered all the camels. 21The man watched, silent. Was this God’s answer? Had God made his trip a success or not? 22When the camels had finished drinking, the man brought out gifts, a gold nose ring weighing a little over a quarter of an ounce and two arm bracelets weighing about four ounces, and gave them to her. 23He asked her, “Tell me about your family? Whose daughter are you? Is there room in your father’s house for us to stay the night?” 24She said, “I’m the daughter of Bethuel the son of Milcah and Nahor. 25And there’s plenty of room in our house for you to stay—and lots of straw and feed besides.” 26At this the man bowed in worship before God 27and prayed, “Blessed be God, God of my master Abraham: How generous and true you’ve been to my master; you’ve held nothing back. You led me right to the door of my master’s brother!” 28And the girl was off and running, telling everyone in her mother’s house what had happened. 29Rebekah had a brother named Laban. Laban ran outside to the man at the spring. 30He had seen the nose ring and the bracelets on his sister and had heard her say, “The man said this and this and this to me.” So he went to the man and there he was, still standing with his camels at the spring. 31Laban welcomed him: “Come on in, blessed of God! Why are you standing out here? I’ve got the house ready for you; and there’s also a place for your camels.” 32So the man went into the house. The camels were unloaded and given straw and feed. Water was brought to bathe the feet of the man and the men with him. 33Then Laban brought out food. But the man said, “I won’t eat until I tell my story.” Laban said, “Go ahead; tell us.” 34The servant said, “I’m the servant of Abraham.35God has blessed my master—he’s a great man; God has given him sheep and cattle, silver and gold, servants and maidservants, camels and donkeys. 36And then to top it off, Sarah, my master’s wife, gave him a son in her old age and he has passed everything on to his son. 37My master made me promise, ‘Don’t get a wife for my son from the daughters of the Canaanites in whose land I live. 38No, go to my father’s home, back to my family, and get a wife for my son there.’ 39I said to my master, ‘But what if the woman won’t come with me?’ 40He said, ‘God before whom I’ve walked faithfully will send his angel with you and he’ll make things work out so that you’ll bring back a wife for my son from my family, from the house of my father. 41Then you’ll be free from the oath. If you go to my family and they won’t give her to you, you will also be free from the oath.’ 42“Well, when I came this very day to the spring, I prayed, ‘God, God of my master Abraham, make things turn out well in this task I’ve been given. 43I’m standing at this well. When a young woman comes here to draw water and I say to her, Please, give me a sip of water from your jug, 44and she says, Not only will I give you a drink, I’ll also water your camels—let that woman be the wife God has picked out for my master’s son.’ 45“I had barely finished offering this prayer, when Rebekah arrived, her jug on her shoulder. She went to the spring and drew water and I said, ‘Please, can I have a drink?’ 46She didn’t hesitate. She held out her jug and said, ‘Drink; and when you’re finished I’ll also water your camels.’ I drank, and she watered the camels. 47I asked her, ‘Whose daughter are you?’ She said, ‘The daughter of Bethuel whose parents were Nahor and Milcah.’ I gave her a ring for her nose, bracelets for her arms, 48and bowed in worship to God. I praised God, the God of my master Abraham who had led me straight to the door of my master’s family to get a wife for his son. 49“Now, tell me what you are going to do. If you plan to respond with a generous yes, tell me. But if not, tell me plainly so I can figure out what to do next.” 50Laban and Bethuel answered, “This is totally from God. We have no say in the matter, either yes or no. 51Rebekah is yours: Take her and go; let her be the wife of your master’s son, as God has made plain.” 52When Abraham’s servant heard their decision, he bowed in worship before God. 53Then he brought out gifts of silver and gold and clothing and gave them to Rebekah. He also gave expensive gifts to her brother and mother. 54He and his men had supper and spent the night. But first thing in the morning they were up. He said, “Send me back to my master.” 55Her brother and mother said, “Let the girl stay a while, say another ten days, and then go.” 56He said, “Oh, don’t make me wait! God has worked everything out so well—send me off to my master.” 57They said, “We’ll call the girl; we’ll ask her.” They called Rebekah and asked her, “Do you want to go with this man?” 58She said, “I’m ready to go.” 59So they sent them off, their sister Rebekah with her nurse, and Abraham’s servant with his men. 60And they blessed Rebekah saying, You’re our sister—live bountifully! And your children, triumphantly! 61Rebekah and her young maids mounted the camels and followed the man. The servant took Rebekah and set off for home. 62Isaac was living in the Negev. He had just come back from a visit to Beer Lahai Roi. 63In the evening he went out into the field; while meditating he looked up and saw camels coming. 64When Rebekah looked up and saw Isaac, she got down from her camel 65and asked the servant, “Who is that man out in the field coming toward us?” “That is my master.” She took her veil and covered herself. 66After the servant told Isaac the whole story of the trip, 67Isaac took Rebekah into the tent of his mother Sarah. He married Rebekah and she became his wife and he loved her. So Isaac found comfort after his mother’s death.
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