Boaz [to the Head Reaper]: My good man, I would speak a word with thee; come hither.
Head Reaper: Speak, O master!
Boaz: Whose damsel is this that gathereth grain after the reapers?
Head Reaper: My master, she is Ruth, the Moabitish damsel that came back with Naomi, thy kinswoman. She hath been gleaning here since early morning.
Boaz: Go, bid the reapers not to harm her, and bid them let fall purposely some of the handfuls of grain for her.
[The Head Reaper bows low and goes back among the reapers.]
Boaz [to Ruth]: Hearest thou not, my daughter? Go not to glean in another field, but stay here by my reapers. Let thine eyes be on the reapers, and do thou glean that which they leave behind. When thou art athirst, go unto the vessels and drink that which the young men have drawn.
Ruth [bows to the ground]: Why have I found such favor in thine eyes, seeing that I am a stranger in the land?
Boaz: It has been told me of thy great kindness to thy mother-in-law, Naomi; how thou didst leave thine own people to come with her and be among strangers; and how thou didst leave thy gods to take the God of the children of Israel. The Lord will bless thee for this.