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Hearing these words, Methuselah too was troubled and said, Fear not, my son, for although I know not the meaning of these things, I will go unto my Father Enoch, for he is privy to the angels and he will be able to explain all things to us.
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Whereupon, Methuselah traveled to the top of the highest mountain whence he could speak unto his Father Enoch and he said unto him, My Father, my daughter, who is the wife of my son Lamech, hath this day brought forth a man-child.
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And at his birth the room was full of light so that they could not look upon him and when they could look upon him, behold the child’s hair was white and fire seemed to come from his eyes and then he stood upon his feet and sang an hymn of praise unto the Lord and lo, he seemed to have the tongue of an angel.
4
Thus saith my son Lamech and he is greatly perplexed as to the meaning of these things and how he can raise such a son.