So Abraham rose early in the morning and took bread and a skin of water and gave it to Hagar, putting it on her shoulder, along with the child, and sent her away. And she departed and wandered in the wilderness of Beersheba.
Genesis 21:15 - English Standard Version 2016 When the water in the skin was gone, she put the child under one of the bushes. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 And the water was spent in the bottle, and she cast the child under one of the shrubs. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition When the water in the bottle was all gone, Hagar caused the youth to lie down under one of the shrubs. American Standard Version (1901) And the water in the bottle was spent, and she cast the child under one of the shrubs. Common English Bible Finally the water in the flask ran out, and she put the boy down under one of the desert shrubs. Catholic Public Domain Version And when the water in the skin had been consumed, she set aside the boy, under one of the trees that were there. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version And when the water in the bottle was spent, she cast the boy under one of the trees that were there. |
So Abraham rose early in the morning and took bread and a skin of water and gave it to Hagar, putting it on her shoulder, along with the child, and sent her away. And she departed and wandered in the wilderness of Beersheba.
Then she went and sat down opposite him a good way off, about the distance of a bowshot, for she said, “Let me not look on the death of the child.” And as she sat opposite him, she lifted up her voice and wept.
And she said, “As the Lord your God lives, I have nothing baked, only a handful of flour in a jar and a little oil in a jug. And now I am gathering a couple of sticks that I may go in and prepare it for myself and my son, that we may eat it and die.”
So the king of Israel went with the king of Judah and the king of Edom. And when they had made a circuitous march of seven days, there was no water for the army or for the animals that followed them.
O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
The ironsmith takes a cutting tool and works it over the coals. He fashions it with hammers and works it with his strong arm. He becomes hungry, and his strength fails; he drinks no water and is faint.
Her nobles send their servants for water; they come to the cisterns; they find no water; they return with their vessels empty; they are ashamed and confounded and cover their heads.