And the angel of Jehovah said unto her, I will greatly multiply thy seed, that it shall not be numbered for multitude.
And also of the son of the handmaid will I make a nation, because he is thy seed.
And she went, and sat her down over against him a good way off, as it were a bowshot. For she said, Let me not look upon the death of the child. And she sat over against him, and lifted up her voice, and wept.
Now these are the generations of Ishmael, Abraham's son, whom Hagar the Egyptian, Sarah's handmaid, bare unto Abraham.
These are the sons of Ishmael, and these are their names, by their villages, and by their encampments. Twelve princes according to their nations.