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There was a man of the hill country of E'phraim, whose name was Micah.
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And he said to his mother, "The eleven hundred pieces of silver which were taken from you, about which you uttered a curse, and also spoke it in my ears, behold, the silver is with me; I took it." And his mother said, "Blessed be my son by the LORD."
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And he restored the eleven hundred pieces of silver to his mother; and his mother said, "I consecrate the silver to the LORD from my hand for my son, to make a graven image and a molten image; now therefore I will restore it to you."
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So when he restored the money to his mother, his mother took two hundred pieces of silver, and gave it to the silversmith, who made it into a graven image and a molten image; and it was in the house of Micah.
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And the man Micah had a shrine, and he made an ephod and teraphim, and installed one of his sons, who became his priest.
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In those days there was no king in Israel; every man did what was right in his own eyes.
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Now there was a young man of Bethlehem in Judah, of the family of Judah, who was a Levite; and he sojourned there.
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And the man departed from the town of Bethlehem in Judah, to live where he could find a place; and as he journeyed, he came to the hill country of E'phraim to the house of Micah.