17After this[m]the son of the woman who owned the house got sick. His illness was so severe he could no longer breathe.18She asked Elijah, “Why, prophet, have you come[n]to me to confront me with[o]my sin and kill my son?”19He said to her, “Hand me your son.” He took...
17After this[m]the son of the woman who owned the house got sick. His illness was so severe he could no longer breathe.18She asked Elijah, “Why, prophet, have you come[n]to me to confront me with[o]my sin and kill my son?”19He said to her, “Hand me your son.” He took...
[f] 16 The jar of flour was never empty and the jug of oil never ran out, in keeping with the Lord’s message that he had spoken through Elijah. 17 After this[g] the son of the woman who owned the house got sick. His illness was so severe he could no longer breathe. 18 She...