Now therefore, my son, obey my voice; flee at once to my brother Laban in Haran,
and stay with him a while, until your brother's fury turns away—
until your brother's anger against you turns away, and he forgets what you have done to him; then I will send, and bring you back from there. Why should I lose both of you in one day?"
Then Rebekah said to Isaac, "I am weary of my life because of the Hittite women. If Jacob marries one of the Hittite women such as these, one of the women of the land, what good will my life be to me?"