The Israelites asked me to rule over them. They wanted me to be there ruler and my son and my grandson because I had saved them form the hand of Midian. But I told them, “I will not rule over you, nor will my son rule over you. The Lord will rule over you.” I may make one request though. I might ask them about each of them giving me an earring from their share of the plunder. That would amount to all the gold I will need for my life. Maybe I can make a gold ephod or something like that.
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