3 When she could no longer hide him, she took a papyrus basket for him, and coated it with tar and with pitch. She put the child in it, and laid it in the reeds by the river’s bank.
7 Then his sister said to Pharaoh’s daughter, "Should I go and call a nurse for you from the Hebrew women, that she may nurse the child for you?"
8 Pharaoh’s daughter said to her, "Go."
The young woman went and called the child’s mother. 9 Pharaoh’s daughter said to her, "Take this child away, and nurse him for me, and I will give you your wages."
The woman took the child, and nursed him.