Coverdale(i)
4 and go in, and shut ye dore behynde the with thy sonnes, and poure of it in to all ye vessels: & whan thou hast fylled them, delyuer them forth.
5 She wente, and shut the dore vnto her with hir sonnes, which broughte her the vessels, and so she poured in.
6 And whan the vessels were full, she sayde vnto hir sonne: Brynge me yet one vessell. He sayde vnto her: There is not one vessell more here. Then stode ye oyle styll.