Abraham (embracing him): I love thee more than all that is in heaven or earth.
Isaac (struggling): My father, let me go; I would go play with the lambs.
Abraham (releasing him): Then go, my son.
(Isaac runs out. Abraham remains seated; then suddenly he starts, rises, and stands with arms uplifted in prayer.)
Abraham: Here am I, Lord. (He listens with strong emotion.) O Lord, Lord, what is this thou dost require of me? Must I give up Isaac to thee, Isaac the joy of mine old age? (There is a pause while he prays silently; then he speaks humbly.) Nevertheless, not my will, O Lord, but thine be done. (There is another pause; then he calls.) Isaac! Isaac!
(Isaac runs in.)
Isaac: Here am I, father.
Abraham: Get ye wood for a burnt-offering, and saddle ye the ass, for I will go up upon the mount to sacrifice.
Isaac: Aye, father, and shall I go with thee?