¹³ and his mother saith to him, `On me thy disesteem, my son; only hearken to my voice, and go, take for me.'

²⁷ and he cometh nigh, and kisseth him, and he smelleth the fragrance of his garments, and blesseth him, and saith, `See, the fragrance of my son [is] as the fragrance of a field which Jehovah hath blessed;