It cameabout, whenhe had been therea longtime,that Abimelechkingof the Philistineslookedout througha window,and saw,and behold,Isaacwas caressinghis wifeRebekah.
When the menof the placeaskedabout his wife,he said,"She is my sister,"for he was afraidto say,"my wife,"[thinking], "the menof the placemight killme on accountof Rebekah,for she is beautiful."
Then AbimelechcalledIsaacand said,"Behold,certainlyshe is your wife!Howthen did you say,'She is my sister?"And Isaacsaidto him, "BecauseI said,'I mightdieon accountof her.'"
For at the windowof my houseI lookedout throughmy lattice,
Enjoylifewith the womanwhomyou loveallthe daysof your fleetinglifewhichHe has givento you underthe sun; for thisis your rewardin lifeand in your toilin whichyou have laboredunderthe sun.
"My belovedis likea gazelleora youngstag.Behold,he is standingbehindour wall,He is lookingthroughthe windows,He is peeringthroughthe lattice.
For [as] a youngmanmarriesa virgin,[So] your sonswill marryyou; And [as] the bridegroomrejoicesoverthe bride,[So] your Godwill rejoiceoveryou.
"Out of the windowshe lookedand lamented,The motherof Siserathroughthe lattice,'Whydoes his chariotdelayin coming?Whydo the hoofbeatsof his chariotstarry?'
