But he, musing, beheld her with silence, desirous to know whether the Lord had made his journey prosperous or not.
O Lord the God of my master Abraham, meet me to-day, I beseech thee, and shew kindness to my master Abraham.
And he went down with them, and came to Nazareth, and was subject to them. And his mother kept all these words in her heart.
But Mary kept all these words, pondering them in her heart.
God hath spoken in his holiness. I will rejoice, and I will divide Sichem and I will mete out the vale of tabernacles.
A canticle of a psalm for David himself.
Stay me not, said he, because the Lord hath prospered my way: send me away, that I may go to my master.
And pouring out the pitcher into the troughs, she ran back to the well to draw water: and having drawn she gave to all the camels.
Saying: Blessed be the Lord God of my master Abraham, who hath not taken away his mercy and truth from my master, and hath brought me the straight way into the house of my master's brother.