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GideonGideon is a character who appears in the Bible's Book of Judges. Gideon is the son of Joash the Abi-ezrite.Gideon demanded proof of God's promise that he would be the saviour of Israel, which was given (Judges 6, 36-40): 36: And Gideon said unto God, If thou wilt save Israel by mine hand, as thou hast said, 37: Behold, I will put a fleece of wool in the floor; and if the dew be on the fleece only, and it be dry upon all the earth beside, then shall I know that thou wilt save Israel by mine hand, as thou hast said. 38: And it was so: for he rose up early on the morrow, and thrust the fleece together, and wringed the dew out of the fleece, a bowl full of water. 39: And Gideon said unto God, Let not thine anger be hot against me, and I will speak but this once: let me prove, I pray thee, but this once with the fleece; let it now be dry only upon the fleece, and upon all the ground let there be dew. 40: And God did so that night: for it was dry upon the fleece only, and there was dew on all the ground.
The Gideons International is an evangelical Christian organisation dedicated to distributing copies of the Bible to those who might not otherwise encounter it. The organisation describes its link to the story of Gideon thus:
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