Tyndale(i)
7 Than was Iacob greatlye afrayde and wist not which waye to turne him selfe and devyded the people that was with him and the shepe oxen and camels in to .ij. companies
8 and sayde: Yf Esau come to the one parte and smyte it the other may saue it selfe.
9 And Iacob sayde: O god of my father Abraham and God of my father Isaac: LORde which saydest vnto me returne vnto thy cuntre and to thy kynrede and I will deall wel with the.
10 I am not worthy of the leaste of all the mercyes and treuth which thou hast shewed vnto thy seruaunte. For with my staf came I over this Iordane and now haue Igoten .ij. droves
11 Delyver me from the handes of my brother Esau for I feare him: lest he will come and smyte the mother with the childeru.