The woman saith unto him, Sir, give me this water, that I thirst not, neither come hither to draw.

And she called the name of the LORD that spake unto her, Thou God seest me: for she said, Have I also here looked after him that seeth me?

O ye that dwell in Moab, leave the cities, and dwell in the rock, and be like the dove that maketh her nest in the sides of the hole’s mouth.

But in the fourth generation they shall come hither again: for the iniquity of the Amorites is not yet full.