It happenedוַיְהִיafterאַחַרtheseהָאֵלֶּהthingsהַדְּבָרִיםthat the cupbearerמַשְׁקֵהof the kingמֶלֶךְof Egyptמִצְרַיִםand the bakerוְהָאֹפֶהsinnedחָטְאוּagainst their lord,לַאֲדֹנֵיהֶםthe kingלְמֶלֶךְof Egypt.מִצְרָיִם
Pharaohפַּרְעֹהwas angryוַיִּקְצֹףwithעַלhis twoשְׁנֵיofficials,סָרִיסָיוwith the chiefעַל שַׂרof the cupbearersהַמַּשְׁקִיםand with the chiefוְעַל שַׂרof the bakers,הָאוֹפִים
and he putוַיִּתֵּןthemאֹתָםin custodyבְּמִשְׁמַרin the houseבֵּיתof the chiefשַׂרof the guard,הַטַבָּחִיםinאֶלthe prison,בֵּית הַסֹּהַרthe placeמְקוֹםwhereאֲשֶׁרJosephיוֹסֵףwas confined.אָסוּר שָׁם
The chiefשַׂרof the guardהַטַּבָּחִיםappointedוַיִּפְקֹדJosephאֶת יוֹסֵףto be with them,אִתָּםand he attendedוַיְשָׁרֶתthem;אֹתָםand they wereוַיִּהְיוּsome daysיָמִיםin custody.בְּמִשְׁמָר
And the two of themוַ שְׁנֵיהֶםdreamedיַּחַלְמוּa dream,חֲלוֹםeachאִישׁhis own dream,חֲלֹמוֹin oneבְּ אֶחָדnight,לַיְלָהeachאִישׁaccording to the interpretationכְּפִתְרוֹןof his dream:חֲלֹמוֹthe cupbearerהַמַּשְׁקֶהand the bakerוְהָאֹפֶהwho belongedאֲשֶׁרto the kingלְמֶלֶךְof Egypt,מִצְרַיִםwhoאֲשֶׁרwere confinedאֲסוּרִיםin the prison.בְּבֵית הַסֹּהַר
Josephיוֹסֵףcameוַיָּבֹאto themאֲלֵיהֶםin the morningבַּבֹּקֶרand sawוַיַּרְאthem,אֹתָםand look,וְהִנָּtheyםwere downcast.זֹעֲפִים
He askedוַיִּשְׁאַלPharaoh’sפַרְעֹהofficialsאֶת סְרִיסֵיwhoאֲשֶׁרwere with himאִתּוֹin custodyבְמִשְׁמַרin his lord’sאֲדֹנָיוhouse,בֵּיתsaying,לֵאמֹר“Whyמַדּוּעַare your facesפְּנֵיכֶםsadרָעִיםtoday?”הַיּוֹם
They saidוַיֹּאמְרוּto him,אֵלָיו“We have dreamedחָלַמְנוּa dream,חֲלוֹםand there is noוּ אֵיןinterpreterפֹתֵרfor it.”אֹתוֹJosephיוֹסֵףsaidוַיֹּאמֶרto them,אֲלֵהֶם“Do notהֲלוֹאinterpretationsפִּתְרֹנִיםbelong to Elohim?לֵאלֹהִיםPleaseנָאtell themסַפְּרוּto me.”לִי
So the chiefוַ שַׂרof the cupbearersהַמַּשְׁקִיםtoldיְסַפֵּרhis dreamאֶת חֲלֹמוֹto Josephלְיוֹסֵףand saidוַיֹּאמֶרto him,לוֹ“In my dream,בַּחֲלוֹמִיlook,וְהִנֵּהa vineגֶפֶןwas before me,לְפָנָי
and on the vineוּבַגֶּפֶןwere threeשְׁלֹשָׁהbranches;שָׂרִיגִםand as itוְהִיאbudded,כְפֹרַחַתits blossomsנִצָּהּcame up,עָלְתָהand its clustersאַשְׁכְּלֹתֶיהָripenedהִבְשִׁילוּinto grapes.עֲנָבִים
Pharaoh’sפַּרְעֹהcupוְכוֹסwas in my hand;בְּיָדִיand I tookוָאֶקַּחthe grapesאֶת הָעֲנָבִיםand pressedוָאֶשְׂחַטthemאֹתָםintoאֶלPharaoh’sפַּרְעֹהcup,כּוֹסand I putוָאֶתֵּןthe cupאֶת הַכּוֹסin Pharaoh’sפַּרְעֹהhand.”עַל כַּף
Josephיוֹסֵףsaidוַיֹּאמֶרto him,לוֹ“Thisזֶהis its interpretation:פִּתְרֹנוֹthe threeשְׁלֹשֶׁתbranchesהַשָּׂרִגִיםareהֵםthreeשְׁלֹשֶׁתdays.יָמִים
WithinבְּעוֹדthreeשְׁלֹשֶׁתdaysיָמִיםPharaohפַרְעֹהwill lift upיִשָּׂאyour headאֶת רֹאשֶׁךָand restore youוַהֲשִׁיבְךָto your position,עַל כַּנֶּךָand you will putוְנָתַתָּPharaoh’sפַּרְעֹהcupכוֹסin his hand,בְּיָדוֹafter the former mannerכַּמִּשְׁפָּט הָרִאשׁוֹןwhenאֲשֶׁרyou wereהָיִיתָhis cupbearer.מַשְׁקֵהוּ
Butכִּי אִםthink of meזְכַרְתַּנִי אִתְּךָwhenכַּאֲשֶׁרit goes wellיִיטַבwith you,לָךְand show,וְעָשִׂיתָplease,נָּאloyal loveחָסֶדto me,עִמָּדִיand mention meוְהִזְכַּרְתַּנִיto Pharaoh,אֶל פַּרְעֹהand get me outוְהוֹצֵאתַנִיof thisמִן הַזֶּהhouse.הַבַּיִת
ForכִּיI was stolen awayגֻנֹּב גֻּנַּבְתִּיfrom the landמֵאֶרֶץof the Hebrews,הָעִבְרִיםand here tooוְגַם פֹּהI have doneעָשִׂיתִיnothingלֹא מְאוּמָהthatכִּיthey should putשָׂמוּmeאֹתִיinto the pit.”בַּבּוֹר
When the chiefוַ שַׂרof the bakersהָאֹפִיםsawיַּרְאthatכִּיhe had interpretedפָּתָרwell,טוֹבhe saidוַיֹּאמֶרto Joseph,אֶל יוֹסֵף“In my dreamבַּחֲלוֹמִיIאֲנִיtoo saw,אַףand look,וְהִנֵּהthreeשְׁלֹשָׁהbasketsסַלֵּיof white breadחֹרִיwere on my head.עַל רֹאשִׁי
In the topוּבַ הָעֶלְיוֹןbasketסַּלthere was every kindמִכֹּלof foodמַאֲכַלfor Pharaoh,פַּרְעֹהthe workמַעֲשֵׂהof a baker,אֹפֶהand the birdsוְהָעוֹףwere eatingאֹכֵלthemאֹתָםout of the basketמִן הַסַּלon my head.”מֵעַל רֹאשִׁי
Josephיוֹסֵףansweredוַיַּעַןand said,וַיֹּאמֶר“Thisזֶהis its interpretation:פִּתְרֹנוֹthe threeשְׁלֹשֶׁתbasketsהַסַּלִּיםareהֵםthreeשְׁלֹשֶׁתdays.יָמִים
WithinבְּעוֹדthreeשְׁלֹשֶׁתdaysיָמִיםPharaohפַרְעֹהwill lift upיִשָּׂאyour headאֶת רֹאשְׁךָfrom upon youמֵעָלֶיךָand hangוְתָלָהyouאוֹתְךָon a pole,עַל עֵץand the birdsוְ הָעוֹףwill eatאָכַלyour fleshאֶת בְּשָׂרְךָfrom upon you.”מֵעָלֶיךָ
On the third day,וַיְהִי בַּיּוֹם הַשְּׁלִישִׁיPharaoh’sאֶת פַּרְעֹהbirthday,יוֹם הֻלֶּדֶתhe madeוַיַּעַשׂa feastמִשְׁתֶּהfor allלְכָלhis servants,עֲבָדָיוand he lifted upוַיִּשָּׂאthe headאֶת רֹאשׁof the chiefשַׂרof the cupbearersהַמַּשְׁקִיםand the headוְאֶת רֹאשׁof the chiefשַׂרof the bakersהָאֹפִיםamongבְּתוֹךְhis servants.עֲבָדָיו
He restoredוַיָּשֶׁבthe chiefאֶת שַׂרof the cupbearersהַמַּשְׁקִיםto his post as cupbearer,עַל מַשְׁקֵהוּand he putוַיִּתֵּןthe cupהַכּוֹסin Pharaoh’sפַּרְעֹהhand;עַל כַּף
but the chiefוְאֵת שַׂרof the bakersהָאֹפִיםhe hanged,תָּלָהjust asכַּאֲשֶׁרJosephיוֹסֵףhad interpretedפָּתַרto them.לָהֶם
Yet the chiefוְ שַׂרof the cupbearersהַמַּשְׁקִיםdid notלֹאrememberזָכַרJoseph,אֶת יוֹסֵףbut forgot him.וַיִּשְׁכָּחֵהוּ