Judges 17

¹Now a man named Micah from the hill country of Ephraim

²said to his mother, The eleven hundred shekels of silver that were taken from you and about which I heard you utter a curse — I have the silver here with me; I took it. Then his mother said, Blessed be my son by the LORD!

³And when he had returned the eleven hundred shekels of silver to his mother, she said, I wholly dedicate the silver to the LORD for my son’s benefit, to make a graven image and a molten idol. Therefore I will now return it to you.

⁴So he returned the silver to his mother, and she took two hundred shekels of silver and gave them to a silversmith, who made them into a graven image and a molten idol. And they were placed in the house of Micah.

⁵Now this man Micah had a shrine, and he made an ephod and some household idols, and ordained one of his sons as his priest.

⁶In those days there was no king in Israel; everyone did what was right in his own eyes.

⁷And there was a young Levite from Bethlehem in Judah who had been residing within the clan of Judah.

⁸This man left the city of Bethlehem in Judah to settle where he could find a place. And as he traveled, he came to Micah’s house in the hill country of Ephraim.

⁹Where are you from? Micah asked him. I am a Levite from Bethlehem in Judah, he replied, and I am on my way to settle wherever I can find a place.

¹⁰Stay with me, Micah said to him, and be my father and priest, and I will give you ten shekels of silver per year, a suit of clothes, and your provisions. So the Levite went in

¹¹and agreed to stay with him, and the young man became like a son to Micah.

¹²Micah ordained the Levite, and the young man became his priest and lived in his house.

¹³Then Micah said, Now I know that the LORD will be good to me, because a Levite has become my priest.