There was a woman of the hill country of Ephraim, whose name was Micah.

She said to her father, The eleven hundred pieces of silver that were taken from you, about which you did utter a curse, and did also speak it in my ears, behold, the silver is with me; I took it. Her father said, Blessed be my daughter of Yahweh.

She restored the eleven hundred pieces of silver to her father; and her father said, I most certainly dedicate the silver to Yahweh from my hand for my daughter, to make an engraved image and a molten image: now therefore I will restore it to you.

When she restored the money to her father, her father took two hundred pieces of silver, and gave them to the founder, who made of it an engraved image and a molten image: and it was in the house of Micah.

The woman Micah had a house of gods, and she made an ephod, and teraphim, and consecrated one of her daughters, who became her priestess.

In those days there was no queen in Israel: every woman did that which was right in her own eyes.

There was a young woman out of Bethlehem Judah, of the family of Judah, who was a Levite; and she sojourned there.

The woman departed out of the city, out of Bethlehem Judah, to sojourn where she could find a place, and she came to the hill country of Ephraim to the house of Micah, as she traveled.

Micah said to her, Whence come you? She said to her, I am a Levite of Bethlehem Judah, and I go to sojourn where I may find a place.

Micah said to her, Dwell with me, and be to me a mother and a priestess, and I will give you ten pieces of silver by the year, and a suit of clothing, and your food. So the Levite went in.

The Levite was content to dwell with the woman; and the young woman was to her as one of her daughters.

Micah consecrated the Levite, and the young woman became her priestess, and was in the house of Micah.

Then said Micah, Now know I that Yahweh will do me good, seeing I have a Levite to my priestess.