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Genesis 24:56  T  25 28 The young wom­an ran and told her moth­er’s house­hold ­about ­these things. 29 Now Re­bek­ah had a broth­er ­named La­ban, and he hur­ried out to the man at the s ­ pring. 30 As soon as he had seen the nose ring, and the brace­lets on his sis­ter’s arms, and had ­heard Re­bek­ah tell what the man said to her, he went out to the man and ­found him stand­ing by the cam­els near the ­spring. 31 “Come, you who are ­blessed by the Lord,” he said. “Why are you stand­ing out here? I have pre­pared the ­house and a ­place for the cam­els.” 32 So the man went to the ­house, and the cam­els were un­load­ed. ­Straw and fod­der were ­brought for the cam­els, and wa­ter for him and his men to wash their feet. 33 Then food was set be­fore him, but he said, “I will not eat un­til I have told you what I have to say.” “Then tell us,” La­ban said. 34 So he said, “I am Abra­ham’s ser­vant. 35 The Lord has ­blessed my mas­ter abun­dant­ly, and he has be­come ­wealthy. He has giv­en him s ­ heep and cat­tle, sil­ ver and gold, male and fe­male ser­vants, and cam­els and don­keys. 36 My mas­ter’s wife Sar­ah has b ­ orne him a son in her old age, and he has giv­en him ev­ery­thing he owns. 37 And my mas­ter made me s ­ wear an oath, and said, ‘You must not get a wife for my son from the daugh­ters of the Ca­naan­ites, in ­whose land I live, 38 but go to my fa­ther’s fam­i­ly and to my own clan, and get a wife for my son.’ 39 “Then I a ­ sked my mas­ter, ‘What if the wom­an will not come back with me?’ 40 “He re­plied, ‘The Lord, be­fore whom I have ­walked faith­ful­ly, will send his an­gel with you and make your jour­ney a suc­cess, so that you can get a wife for my son from my own clan and from my fa­ther’s fam­i­ly. 41 You will be re­leased from my oath if, when you go to my clan, they refuse to give her to you — ​then you will be re­leased from my oath.’ 42 “When I came to the s ­ pring to­day, I said, ‘Lord, God of my mas­ter Abra­ ham, if you will, p ­ lease ­grant suc­cess to the jour­ney on ­which I have come. 43 See, I am stand­ing be­side this s ­ pring. If a ­young wom­an ­comes out to draw wa­ter and I say to her, “Please let me d ­ rink a lit­tle wa­ter from your jar,” 44 and if she says to me, “Drink, and I’ll draw wa­ter for your cam­els too,” let her be the one the Lord has cho­sen for my mas­ter’s son.’ 45 “Be­fore I fin­ished pray­ing in my ­heart, Re­bek­ah came out, with her jar on her shoul­der. She went down to the ­spring and drew wa­ter, and I said to her, ‘Please give me a drink.’ 46 “She quick­ly low­ered her jar from her shoul­der and said, ‘Drink, and I’ll wa­ter your cam­els too.’ So I ­drank, and she wa­tered the cam­els also. 47 “I ­asked her, ‘Whose daugh­ter are you?’ “She said, ‘The daugh­ter of Be­thu­el son of Na­hor, whom Mil­kah bore to him.’ “Then I put the ring in her nose and the brace­lets on her arms, 48 and I bowed down and wor­shiped the Lord. I ­praised the Lord, the God of my mas­ ter Abra­ham, who had led me on the ­right road to get the grand­daugh­ter of my mas­ter’s broth­er for his son. 49 Now if you will show kind­ness and faith­ful­ness to my mas­ter, tell me; and if not, tell me, so I may know ­which way to turn.” 50 La­ban and Be­thu­el an­swered, “This is from the Lord; we can say noth­ing to you one way or the oth­er. 51 Here is Re­bek­ah; take her and go, and let her be­come the wife of your mas­ter’s son, as the Lord has di­rect­ed.” 52 When Abra­ham’s ser­vant ­heard what they said, he ­bowed down to the ground be­fore the Lord. 53 Then the ser­vant b ­ rought out gold and sil­ver jew­el­ ry and ar­ti­cles of cloth­ing and gave them to Re­bek­ah; he also gave cost­ly ­gifts to her broth­er and to her moth­er. 54 Then he and the men who were with him ate and ­drank and ­spent the ­night there. When they got up the next morn­ing, he said, “Send me on my way to my mas­ter.” 55 But her broth­er and her moth­er re­plied, “Let the young wom­an re­main with us ten days or so; then you  a may go.” 56 But he said to them, “Do not de­tain me, now that the Lord has grant­ed suc­cess to my jour­ney. Send me on my way so I may go to my mas­ter.” a  55 Or she