Like cold waters to a weary soul, so is good news from a distant land.

And Abram and Nahor took wives: the name of Abram's wife was Sarai, and the name of Nahor's wife, Milcah, the daughter of Haran the father of Milcah and the father of Iscah.

And it happened, before he had finished speaking, that behold, Rebekah, who was born to Bethuel, son of Milcah, the wife of Nahor, Abraham's brother, came out with her pitcher on her shoulder.

And she said to him, I am the daughter of Bethuel, Milcah's son, whom she bore to Nahor.

Now Terah lived seventy years, and begot Abram, Nahor, and Haran.

And the servant took ten of his master's camels and departed, for all his master's goods were in his hand. And he arose and went to Mesopotamia, to the city of Nahor.

And she said to him, I am the daughter of Bethuel, Milcah's son, whom she bore to Nahor.

The God of Abraham, the God of Nahor, and the God of their father judge between us. And Jacob swore by the fear of his father Isaac.