And when Sarah was a hundred and twenty-seven years old, she died in Kiryat-arba (which is now Hebron), in Canaan. And Abraham made preparations to mourn for Sarah, and stood up from the ground where he had been sitting beside her body, and went and said to the Hittites, “I am an alien among your people, but please sell me a burial site, so that I can bury my dead.”
And the Hittites answered Abraham, “Sir, you are a great lord among us. Bury your dead in the best grave we have; there is not one of us who will deny you his grave.”
Then Abraham bowed low to the Hittites, the natives of the land. And he said to them, “If you wish to help me with the burial, persuade Ephron, son of Zohar, to sell me the cave of Machpelah, which is at the edge of his land. Let him sell it to me in your presence, at its full price, so that I can use it as a burial site.”
And Ephron was there among the elders of the city. And he said to Abraham, “Sir, you may have that land, with its cave, as a gift from me; I give it to you in the presence of my people. Bury your dead there.”
And Abraham bowed low to the elders and said to Ephron, “No, please: let me pay you for the land. Take the money for it, and let me bury my dead there.”
And Ephron said, “Sir, a bit of land worth two hundred ounces of silver—what is a trifle like that between me and you? Go, bury your dead.”
And Abraham nodded to Ephron, and he weighed out for himthe amount that he had named before the elders of the city: two hundred ounces of pure silver.
So Ephron’s land in Machpelah, east of Mamre — the land, its cave, and all the trees within the boundaries of the land — became the property of Abraham in the presence of the elders of the Hittites. And after this Abraham buried his wife Sarah in the cave of Machpelah, east of Mamre (which is now Hebron), in Canaan.