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8 Now therfore my sonne heare my voyce in that which I comaunde the: 9 gett the to the flocke and bringe me thece .ij. good kiddes and I will make meate of the for thi father soch as he loueth. 10 And thou shalt brige it to thi father and he shal eate yt he maye blysse the before his deth 11 Than sayde Iacob to Rebecca his mother. Beholde Esau mi brother is rugh and I am smooth. 12 Mi father shal peradueture fele me ad I shal seme vnto hi as though I wet aboute to begyle hi and so shall he brige a curse vpo me and not a blessige: 13 and his mother saide vnto him. Vppo me be thi curse my sonne only heare my voyce and goo and fetch me them. Genesis 27:8-13, Tyndale Bible of 1526. Public domain.
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