"But as the time of the promise came close which God swore to Avraham, the people grew and multiplied in Mitzrayim,
until there arose a different king, who didn't know Yosef.
The same dealt slyly with our race, and mistreated our fathers, that they should throw out their babies, so that they wouldn't stay alive.
At that time Moshe was born, and was exceedingly handsome. He was nourished three months in his father's house.
When he was thrown out, Par`oh's daughter took him up, and reared him as her own son.
Moshe was instructed in all the wisdom of the Mitzrim. He was mighty in his words and works.
But when he was forty years old, it came into his heart to visit his brothers, the children of Yisra'el.
Seeing one of them suffer wrong, he defended him, and avenged him who was oppressed, striking the Mitzrian.
He supposed that his brothers understood that God, by his hand, was giving them deliverance; but they didn't understand.
"The day following, he appeared to them as they fought, and urged them to be at shalom again, saying, 'Sirs, you are brothers. Why do you wrong one to another?'
But he who did his neighbor wrong pushed him away, saying, 'Who made you a ruler and a judge over us?
Do you want to kill me, as you killed the Mitzrian yesterday?'
Moshe fled at this saying, and became a stranger in the land of Midyan, where he became the father of two sons.