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. 13 I am ye God at Bethel, where thou dyddest anoynte the stone, & maydest a vowe there vnto me. Get the vp now, & departe out of this londe, & go agayne in to the londe of thy kynred.