Giving the stranger a drink did not trouble the widow, but giving him bread was a problem. “ As surely as Jehovah your God is living, ” she replied, “I have no bread, only a handful of flour in the large jar and a little oil in the small jar. Now I am gathering a few pieces of wood, and I will go in and make something for me and my son. After we have eaten, we will die. ”
Wanita itu menjawab, ” Demi Yehuwa, Allahmu, yang hidup, aku tidak mempunyai kue bundar, selain segenggam tepung di tempayan besar dan sedikit minyak di tempayan kecil; dan aku sedang mengumpulkan beberapa potongan kayu, lalu aku akan pulang dan membuat sesuatu bagiku dan putraku, dan setelah memakannya kami akan mati. ”