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10 I am not worthy of the least of all thy mercies, and of thy truth which thou hast fulfilled to thy servant. With my staff I passed over this Jordan; and now I return with two companies.

11 Deliver me from the hand of my brother Esau, for I am greatly afraid of him: lest perhaps he come, and kill the mother with the children.

12 Thou didst say that thou wouldst do well by me, and multiply my seed like the sand of the sea, which cannot be numbered for multitude.

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10 I am unworthy of all the kindness and faithfulness(A) you have shown your servant. I had only my staff(B) when I crossed this Jordan, but now I have become two camps.(C) 11 Save me, I pray, from the hand of my brother Esau, for I am afraid(D) he will come and attack me,(E) and also the mothers with their children.(F) 12 But you have said, ‘I will surely make you prosper and will make your descendants like the sand(G) of the sea, which cannot be counted.(H)’”

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