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17 And he answered him: Oh: yf I haue founde grace in thy syght, then shewe me a sygne, that it is thou that talkest wt me.
18 Departe not hence, vntill I come agayne vnto the, and till I bring myne offryng, & haue sett it before the. And he sayde: I wyll tarye vntyll thou come agayne.
19 And Gedeon went in, & made redye a kydd, and swete kakes of an Epha of flowre, & put it wt the fleshe in a basket, & put the broth in a potte, & brought it out vnto hym vnder the Oke, & presented it.
20 And the angell of God sayd vnto him: take the flesh & the swete kakes, & laye them vpon this rocke, & powre out the broth. And he dyd so.