Coverdale(i)
9 Thus hath God with drawen youre fathers goodes from him, and geuen them vnto me.
10 For whan the buckynge tyme came, I lift vp myne eyes and sawe in a dreame, and beholde, the rammes leapte vpon the flocke that was speckelde, spotted, & partye coloured.
11 And the angel of God sayde vnto me in a dreame: Iacob. And I answered: here am I.
12 He sayde: lift vp thine eyes, and beholde, the rammes leape vpon the speckelde, spotted, and partie coloured flocke: for I haue sene all yt Laban doth vnto the.