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.’
E, prima che avessi finito di parlare in cuor mio, ecco uscire Rebecca con la sua brocca sulla spalla, scendere alla sorgente e attingere l’acqua. Allora io le ho detto:
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