Jacobיַעֲקֹבdweltוַיֵּשֶׁבin the landבְּאֶרֶץwhere his father had resided as an alien,מְגוּרֵי אָבִיוin the landבְּאֶרֶץof Canaan.כְּנָעַן
Theseאֵלֶּהare the generationsתֹּלְדוֹתof Jacob.יַעֲקֹבJoseph,יוֹסֵףbeing seventeenבֶּן שְׁבַע עֶשְׂרֵהyears old,שָׁנָהwasהָיָהshepherdingרֹעֶהthe flockבַּצֹּאןwith his brothers;אֶת אֶחָיוheוְהוּאwas a young manנַעַרwith the sonsאֶת בְּנֵיof Bilhahבִלְהָהand with the sonsוְאֶת בְּנֵיof Zilpah,זִלְפָּהhis father’sאָבִיוwives.נְשֵׁיAnd Josephוַ יוֹסֵףbroughtיָּבֵאbadרָעָהreportsאֶת דִּבָּתָabout themםto their father.אֶל אֲבִיהֶם
Now IsraelוְיִשְׂרָאֵלlovedאָהַבJosephאֶת יוֹסֵףmore than allמִכָּלhis sons,בָּנָיוbecauseכִּיheהוּאwas the sonבֶןof his old age;זְקֻנִים לוֹand he madeוְעָשָׂהhimלוֹa longפַּסִּיםrobe.כְּתֹנֶת
His brothersאֶחָיוsawוַיִּרְאוּthatכִּיtheir fatherאֲבִיהֶםlovedאָהַבhimאֹתוֹmore than allמִכָּלhis brothers,אֶחָיוand they hatedוַיִּשְׂנְאוּhimאֹתוֹand could notוְלֹא יָכְלוּspeak to himדַּבְּרוֹin peace.לְשָׁלֹם
Josephיוֹסֵףdreamedוַיַּחֲלֹםa dreamחֲלוֹםand told itוַיַּגֵּדto his brothers,לְאֶחָיוand they hatedשְׂנֹאhimאֹתוֹeven more.וַיּוֹסִפוּ עוֹד
He saidוַיֹּאמֶרto them,אֲלֵיהֶם“Listen,שִׁמְעוּplease,נָאto thisהַזֶּהdreamהַחֲלוֹםthatאֲשֶׁרI have dreamed:חָלָמְתִּי
Look,וְהִנֵּהweאֲנַחְנוּwere bindingמְאַלְּמִיםsheavesאֲלֻמִּיםin the middleבְּתוֹךְof the field,הַשָּׂדֶהand look,וְהִנֵּהmy sheafאֲלֻמָּתִיroseקָמָהand alsoוְגַםstood upright;נִצָּבָהand look,וְהִנֵּהyour sheavesאֲלֻמֹּתֵיכֶםgathered around itתְסֻבֶּינָהand bowed downוַתִּשְׁתַּחֲוֶיןָbefore my sheaf.”לַאֲלֻמָּתִי
His brothersאֶחָיוsaidוַיֹּאמְרוּto him,לוֹ“Will you indeedהֲמָלֹךְreignתִּמְלֹךְover us?עָלֵינוּOrאִםwill you indeedמָשׁוֹלruleתִּמְשֹׁלover us?”בָּנוּSo they hatedשְׂנֹאhimאֹתוֹeven moreוַיּוֹסִפוּ עוֹדbecause of his dreamsעַל חֲלֹמֹתָיוand because of his words.וְעַל דְּבָרָיו
He dreamedוַיַּחֲלֹםyetעוֹדanotherאַחֵרdreamחֲלוֹםand toldוַיְסַפֵּרitאֹתוֹto his brothers,לְאֶחָיוand said,וַיֹּאמֶר“Look,הִנֵּהI have dreamedחָלַמְתִּיanotherעוֹדdream:חֲלוֹםlook,וְהִנֵּהthe sun,הַשֶּׁמֶשׁthe moon,וְהַיָּרֵחַand elevenוְאַחַד עָשָׂרstarsכּוֹכָבִיםwere bowing downמִשְׁתַּחֲוִיםbefore me.”לִי
He told itוַיְסַפֵּרto his fatherאֶל אָבִיוand to his brothers,וְאֶל אֶחָיוand his fatherאָבִיוrebukedוַיִּגְעַרhimבּוֹand saidוַיֹּאמֶרto him,לוֹ“Whatמָהis thisהַזֶּהdreamהַחֲלוֹםthatאֲשֶׁרyou have dreamed?חָלָמְתָּShall we indeed come,הֲבוֹא נָבוֹאIאֲנִיand your motherוְאִמְּךָand your brothers,וְאַחֶיךָto bow downלְהִשְׁתַּחֲוֺתbefore youלְךָto the ground?”אָרְצָה
His brothersאֶחָיוwere jealousוַיְקַנְאוּof him,בוֹbut his fatherוְאָבִיוkeptשָׁמַרthe matter in mind.אֶת הַדָּבָר
His brothersאֶחָיוwentוַיֵּלְכוּto pastureלִרְעוֹתtheir father’sאֲבִיהֶםflockאֶׄתׄ צֹאןat Shechem.בִּשְׁכֶם
Israelיִשְׂרָאֵלsaidוַיֹּאמֶרto Joseph,אֶל יוֹסֵף“Are notהֲלוֹאyour brothersאַחֶיךָpasturing the flockרֹעִיםat Shechem?בִּשְׁכֶםCome,לְכָהand I will send youוְאֶשְׁלָחֲךָto them.”אֲלֵיהֶםHe saidוַיֹּאמֶרto him,לוֹ“Here I am.”הִנֵּנִי
He saidוַיֹּאמֶרto him,לוֹ“Go,לֶךְplease,נָאseeרְאֵהthe welfareאֶת שְׁלוֹםof your brothersאַחֶיךָand the welfareוְאֶת שְׁלוֹםof the flock,הַצֹּאןand bring backוַהֲשִׁבֵwordדָּבָרto me.”נִיSo he sent himוַיִּשְׁלָחֵהוּfrom the valleyמֵעֵמֶקof Hebron,חֶבְרוֹןand he cameוַיָּבֹאto Shechem.שְׁכֶמָה
A manאִישׁfound him,וַיִּמְצָאֵהוּand look,וְהִנֵּהhe was wanderingתֹעֶהin the field;בַּשָּׂדֶהand the manהָאִישׁasked him,וַיִּשְׁאָלֵהוּsaying,לֵאמֹר“Whatמַהare you seeking?”תְּבַקֵּשׁ
He said,וַיֹּאמֶר“Iאָנֹכִיam seekingמְבַקֵּשׁmy brothers.אֶת אַחַיPleaseנָּאtellהַגִּידָהmeלִיwhereאֵיפֹהtheyהֵםare pasturing the flock.”רֹעִים
The manהָאִישׁsaid,וַיֹּאמֶר“They have set outנָסְעוּfrom here,מִזֶּהforכִּיI heardשָׁמַעְתִּיthem saying,אֹמְרִים‘Let us goנֵלְכָהto Dothan.’”דֹּתָיְנָהSo Josephוַ יוֹסֵףwentיֵּלֶךְafterאַחַרhis brothersאֶחָיוand found themוַיִּמְצָאֵםat Dothan.בְּדֹתָן
They sawוַיִּרְאוּhimאֹתוֹfrom afar,מֵרָחֹקand beforeוּבְטֶרֶםhe came nearיִקְרַבto them,אֲלֵיהֶםthey plottedוַיִּתְנַכְּלוּagainst himאֹתוֹto kill him.לַהֲמִיתוֹ
They saidוַיֹּאמְרוּto one another,אִישׁ אֶל אָחִיו“Look,הִנֵּהhere comesבָּאthisהַלָּזֶהdreamer!בַּעַל הַחֲלֹמוֹת
Come now,וְעַתָּה לְכוּlet us kill himוְנַהַרְגֵהוּand throw himוְנַשְׁלִכֵהוּinto oneבְּאַחַדof the cisterns,הַבֹּרוֹתand we will say,וְאָמַרְנוּ‘A fierceרָעָהanimalחַיָּהdevoured him.’אֲכָלָתְהוּThen we will seeוְנִרְאֶהwhatמַהwill becomeיִּהְיוּof his dreams.”חֲלֹמֹתָיו
But Reubenוַ רְאוּבֵןheard itיִּשְׁמַעand delivered himוַיַּצִּלֵהוּfrom their hands,מִיָּדָםand said,וַיֹּאמֶר“Let us notלֹאtakeנַכֶּנּוּhis life.”נָפֶשׁ
Reubenרְאוּבֵןsaidוַיֹּאמֶרto them,אֲלֵהֶם“Do notאַלshedתִּשְׁפְּכוּblood;דָםthrowהַשְׁלִיכוּhimאֹתוֹinto thisאֶל הַ הַזֶּהcisternבּוֹרthatאֲשֶׁרis in the wilderness,בַּמִּדְבָּרbut do notוְ אַלlayתִּשְׁלְחוּa handיָדon him,”בוֹso thatלְמַעַןhe might deliverהַצִּילhimאֹתוֹfrom their handsמִיָּדָםto bring him backלַהֲשִׁיבוֹto his father.אֶל אָבִיו
Whenוַיְהִי כַּאֲשֶׁרJosephיוֹסֵףcameבָּאto his brothers,אֶל אֶחָיוthey strippedוַיַּפְשִׁיטוּJosephאֶת יוֹסֵףof his robe,אֶת כֻּתָּנְתּוֹthe longהַפַּסִּיםrobeאֶת כְּתֹנֶתthatאֲשֶׁרwas on him;עָלָיו
and they took himוַיִּקָּחֻהוּand threwוַיַּשְׁלִכוּhimאֹתוֹinto the cistern.הַבֹּרָהThe cisternוְהַבּוֹרwas empty;רֵקthere was noאֵיןwaterמָיִםin it.בּוֹ
Then they sat downוַיֵּשְׁבוּto eatלֶאֱכָלbread;לֶחֶםand they liftedוַיִּשְׂאוּtheir eyesעֵינֵיהֶםand looked,וַיִּרְאוּand look,וְהִנֵּהa caravanאֹרְחַתof Ishmaelitesיִשְׁמְעֵאלִיםwas comingבָּאָהfrom Gilead,מִגִּלְעָדwith their camelsוּגְמַלֵּיהֶםcarryingנֹשְׂאִיםaromatic gum,נְכֹאתbalm,וּצְרִיand ladanum,וָלֹטon their wayהוֹלְכִיםto take it downלְהוֹרִידto Egypt.מִצְרָיְמָה
Judahיְהוּדָהsaidוַיֹּאמֶרto his brothers,אֶל אֶחָיו“Whatמַהprofit is thereבֶּצַעifכִּיwe killנַהֲרֹגour brotherאֶת אָחִינוּand cover upוְכִסִּינוּhis blood?אֶת דָּמוֹ
Come,לְכוּlet us sell himוְנִמְכְּרֶנּוּto the Ishmaelites,לַיִּשְׁמְעֵאלִיםand let notוְ אַלour handיָדֵנוּbeתְּהִיon him,בוֹforכִּיheהוּאis our brother,אָחִינוּour flesh.”בְשָׂרֵנוּAnd his brothersאֶחָיוlistened.וַיִּשְׁמְעוּ
ThenוַMidianiteמִדְיָנִיםmen,אֲנָשִׁיםtraders,סֹחֲרִיםpassed by;יַּעַבְרוּand they drewוַיִּמְשְׁכוּand liftedוַיַּעֲלוּJosephאֶת יוֹסֵףout ofמִןthe cisternהַבּוֹרand soldוַיִּמְכְּרוּJosephאֶת יוֹסֵףto the Ishmaelitesלַיִּשְׁמְעֵאלִיםfor twentyבְּעֶשְׂרִיםpieces of silver;כָּסֶףand they broughtוַיָּבִיאוּJosephאֶת יוֹסֵףto Egypt.מִצְרָיְמָה
Reubenרְאוּבֵןreturnedוַיָּשָׁבto the cistern,אֶל הַבּוֹרand look,וְהִנֵּהJosephיוֹסֵףwas notאֵיןin the cistern;בַּבּוֹרand he toreוַיִּקְרַעhis clothes.אֶת בְּגָדָיו
He returnedוַיָּשָׁבto his brothersאֶל אֶחָיוand said,וַיֹּאמַר“The childהַיֶּלֶדis gone!אֵינֶנּוּAnd I,וַאֲנִיwhereאָנָהam Iאֲנִיto go?”בָא
They tookוַיִּקְחוּJoseph’sיוֹסֵףrobe,אֶת כְּתֹנֶתslaughteredוַיִּשְׁחֲטוּa male goatשְׂעִיר עִזִּיםand dippedוַיִּטְבְּלוּthe robeאֶת הַכֻּתֹּנֶתin the blood.בַּדָּם
They sentוַיְשַׁלְּחוּthe longהַפַּסִּיםrobeאֶת כְּתֹנֶתand brought itוַיָּבִיאוּto their fatherאֶל אֲבִיהֶםand said,וַיֹּאמְרוּ“Thisזֹאתwe have found;מָצָאנוּrecognize,הַכֶּרplease,נָאwhetherאִםitהִואis the robeהַכְּתֹנֶתof your sonבִּנְךָor not.”לֹא
He recognized itוַיַּכִּירָהּand said,וַיֹּאמֶר“It is my son’sבְּנִיrobe!כְּתֹנֶתA fierceרָעָהanimalחַיָּהhas devoured him;אֲכָלָתְהוּJosephיוֹסֵףhas surelyטָרֹףbeen torn to pieces!”טֹרַף
Jacobיַעֲקֹבtoreוַיִּקְרַעhis garments,שִׂמְלֹתָיוputוַיָּשֶׂםsackclothשַׂקon his loins,בְּמָתְנָיוand mournedוַיִּתְאַבֵּלfor his sonעַל בְּנוֹmanyרַבִּיםdays.יָמִים
Allכָלhis sonsבָּנָיוand allוְכָלhis daughtersבְּנֹתָיוrose upוַיָּקֻמוּto comfort him,לְנַחֲמוֹbut he refusedוַיְמָאֵןto be comforted,לְהִתְנַחֵםand said,וַיֹּאמֶר“Indeed,כִּיI will go downאֵרֵדto my sonאֶל בְּנִיmourning,אָבֵלto Sheol.”שְׁאֹלָהThus his fatherוַ אָבִיוweptיֵּבְךְּfor him.אֹתוֹ
Meanwhile the Medanitesוְהַמְּדָנִיםsoldמָכְרוּhimאֹתוֹin Egyptאֶל מִצְרָיִםto Potiphar,לְפוֹטִיפַרan officialסְרִיסof Pharaoh,פַּרְעֹהthe chiefשַׂרof the guard.הַטַּבָּחִים