She opened it and saw the baby. He was crying, and she felt sorry for him. "This is one of the Hebrew babies," she said.
Then his sister asked Pharaoh's daughter, "Shall I go and get one of the Hebrew women to nurse the baby for you?"
"Yes, go," she answered. And the girl went and got the baby's mother.
Pharaoh's daughter said to her, "Take this baby and nurse him for me, and I will pay you." So the woman took the baby and nursed him.
When the child grew older, she took him to Pharaoh's daughter and he became her son. She named1 him Moses,a saying, "I drew2 him out of the water."
One day, after Moses had grown up, he went out to where his own people3 were and watched them at their hard labor.4 He saw an Egyptian beating a Hebrew, one of his own people.
Glancing this way and that and seeing no one, he killed the Egyptian and hid him in the sand.
The next day he went out and saw two Hebrews fighting. He asked the one in the wrong, "Why are you hitting your fellow Hebrew?"514
The man said, "Who made you ruler and judge over us?6 Are you thinking of killing me as you killed the Egyptian?" Then Moses was afraid and thought, "What I did must have become known."
When Pharaoh heard of this, he tried to kill7 Moses, but Moses fled8 from Pharaoh and went to live in Midian,9 where he sat down by a well.
Now a priest of Midian10 had seven daughters, and they came to draw water11 and fill the troughs12 to water their father's flock.