Abraham and Sarah were “strangers” not only in the land, but in the world, journeying to their heavenly home.

BibleGateway: Genesis 23

ESV Text: Genesis 23



KJV Text:

KJV Text (alt. audio): Chapter 23:

     1 And Sarah was an hundred and seven and twenty years old: these were the years of the life of Sarah. 2 And Sarah died in Kirjatharba; the same is Hebron in the land of Canaan: and Abraham came to mourn for Sarah, and to weep for her.

     3 And Abraham stood up from before his dead, and spake unto the sons of Heth, saying, 4 I am a stranger and a sojourner with you: give me a possession of a buryingplace with you, that I may bury my dead out of my sight. 5 And the children of Heth answered Abraham, saying unto him, 6 Hear us, my lord: thou art a mighty prince among us: in the choice of our sepulchres bury thy dead; none of us shall withhold from thee his sepulchre, but that thou mayest bury thy dead. 7 And Abraham stood up, and bowed himself to the people of the land, even to the children of Heth. 8 And he communed with them, saying, If it be your mind that I should bury my dead out of my sight; hear me, and entreat for me to Ephron the son of Zohar, 9 That he may give me the cave of Machpelah, which he hath, which is in the end of his field; for as much money as it is worth he shall give it me for a possession of a buryingplace amongst you. 10 And Ephron dwelt among the children of Heth: and Ephron the Hittite answered Abraham in the audience of the children of Heth, even of all that went in at the gate of his city, saying, 11 Nay, my lord, hear me: the field give I thee, and the cave that is therein, I give it thee; in the presence of the sons of my people give I it thee: bury thy dead. 12 And Abraham bowed down himself before the people of the land. 13 And he spake unto Ephron in the audience of the people of the land, saying, But if thou wilt give it, I pray thee, hear me: I will give thee money for the field; take it of me, and I will bury my dead there. 14 And Ephron answered Abraham, saying unto him, 15 My lord, hearken unto me: the land is worth four hundred shekels of silver; what is that betwixt me and thee? bury therefore thy dead.

     16 And Abraham hearkened unto Ephron; and Abraham weighed to Ephron the silver, which he had named in the audience of the sons of Heth, four hundred shekels of silver, current money with the merchant. 17 And the field of Ephron, which was in Machpelah, which was before Mamre, the field, and the cave which was therein, and all the trees that were in the field, that were in all the borders round about, were made sure 18 Unto Abraham for a possession in the presence of the children of Heth, before all that went in at the gate of his city. 19 And after this, Abraham buried Sarah his wife in the cave of the field of Machpelah before Mamre: the same is Hebron in the land of Canaan. 20 And the field, and the cave that is therein, were made sure unto Abraham for a possession of a buryingplace by the sons of Heth.(KJV)


Hymn: TLH 407 :
Farewell I Gladly Bid Thee

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— Organ Audio

1. Farewell I gladly bid Thee, 
False, evil world, farewell. 
Thy life is vain and sinful, 
With Thee I would not dwell. 
I long to be in heaven, 
In that untroubled sphere 
Where they will be rewarded 
Who served their God while here. 

2. By Thy good counsel lead me, 
O Son of God, my Stay; 
In each perplexing trial 
Help me, O Lord, I pray. 
Mine hour of sorrow shorten, 
Support my fainting heart, 
From every cross deliver, 
The crown of life impart. 

3. When darkness round me gathers, 
Thy name and cross, still bright, 
Deep in my heart are sparkling 
Like stars in blackest night. 
O heart, this image cherish: 
The Christ on Calvary, 
How patiently He suffered 
And shed His blood for me! 

4. Lord, hide my soul securely 
Deep in Thy wounded side; 
From every danger shield me 
And to Thy glory guide. 
He has been truly blessed 
Who reaches heaven above; 
He has found perfect healing 
Who rests upon Thy love. 

5. Lord, write my name, I pray Thee, 
Now in the Book of Life 
And with all true believers 
Take me where joys are rife. 
There let me bloom and flourish, 
Thy perfect freedom prove, 
And tell, as I adore Thee, 
How faithful was Thy love. 


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