So he got up and went to Zarephath. And when he came to the gate of the city, behold, a widow was there gathering wood. And he called to her, and said, "Please bring me a little water in a pitcher, that I may drink."

And he was afraid, and he got up and fled for his life, and came to Beersheba, which belongs to Judah, and left his servant there.

And he got up and ate and drank, and went in the strength of that food forty days and forty nights to Horeb the Mount of God.