At the endוַיְהִי מִקֵּץof two full years,שְׁנָתַיִם יָמִיםPharaohוּפַרְעֹהwas dreaming,חֹלֵםand look,וְהִנֵּהhe was standingעֹמֵדby the Nile.עַל הַיְאֹר
And look,וְהִנֵּהfrom the Nileמִן הַיְאֹרthere came upעֹלֹתsevenשֶׁבַעcows,פָּרוֹתbeautifulיְפוֹתin appearanceמַרְאֶהand fatוּבְרִיאֹתin flesh,בָּשָׂרand they grazedוַתִּרְעֶינָהin the reed grass.בָּאָחוּ
And look,וְהִנֵּהsevenשֶׁבַעotherאֲחֵרוֹתcowsפָּרוֹתcame upעֹלוֹתafter themאַחֲרֵיהֶןfrom the Nile,מִן הַיְאֹרuglyרָעוֹתin appearanceמַרְאֶהand thinוְדַקּוֹתin flesh,בָּשָׂרand they stoodוַתַּעֲמֹדְנָהbesideאֵצֶלthe other cowsהַפָּרוֹתon the bankעַל שְׂפַתof the Nile.הַיְאֹר
The cowsהַפָּרוֹתuglyרָעוֹתin appearanceהַמַּרְאֶהand thinוְדַקֹּתin fleshהַבָּשָׂרate upוַתֹּאכַלְנָהthe sevenאֵת שֶׁבַעcowsהַפָּרוֹתbeautifulיְפֹתin appearanceהַמַּרְאֶהand fat.וְהַבְּרִיאֹתThen Pharaohוַ פַּרְעֹהwoke up.יִּיקַץ
He fell asleepוַיִּישָׁןand dreamedוַיַּחֲלֹםa second time,שֵׁנִיתand look,וְהִנֵּהsevenשֶׁבַעears of grainשִׁבֳּלִיםwere coming upעֹלוֹתon oneבְּ אֶחָדstalk,קָנֶהplumpבְּרִיאוֹתand good.וְטֹבוֹת
And look,וְהִנֵּהsevenשֶׁבַעears,שִׁבֳּלִיםthinדַּקּוֹתand scorchedוּשְׁדוּפֹתby the east wind,קָדִיםsproutedצֹמְחוֹתafter them.אַחֲרֵיהֶן
The thinהַדַּקּוֹתearsהַשִּׁבֳּלִיםswallowedוַתִּבְלַעְנָהthe sevenאֵת שֶׁבַעplumpהַבְּרִיאוֹתand fullוְהַמְּלֵאוֹתears.הַשִּׁבֳּלִיםThen Pharaohוַ פַּרְעֹהwoke up,יִּיקַץand look,וְהִנֵּהit was a dream.חֲלוֹם
In the morningוַיְהִי בַבֹּקֶרhis spiritרוּחוֹwas troubled,וַתִּפָּעֶםand he sentוַיִּשְׁלַחand calledוַיִּקְרָאallאֶת כָּלthe magiciansחַרְטֻמֵּיof Egyptמִצְרַיִםand allוְאֶת כָּלits wise men.חֲכָמֶיהָPharaohפַּרְעֹהtoldוַיְסַפֵּרthemלָהֶםhis dream,אֶת חֲלֹמוֹbut there was no oneוְאֵיןwho could interpretפּוֹתֵרthemאוֹתָםfor Pharaoh.לְפַרְעֹה
Then the chiefוַ שַׂרof the cupbearersהַמַּשְׁקִיםspokeיְדַבֵּרto Pharaoh,אֶת פַּרְעֹהsaying,לֵאמֹר“My sinsאֶת חֲטָאַיIאֲנִיam rememberingמַזְכִּירtoday.הַיּוֹם
Pharaohפַּרְעֹהwas angryקָצַףwithעַלhis servants,עֲבָדָיוand he putוַיִּתֵּןmeאֹתִיin custodyבְּמִשְׁמַרin the houseבֵּיתof the chiefשַׂרof the guard,הַטַּבָּחִיםmeאֹתִיandוְאֵתthe chiefשַׂרof the bakers.הָאֹפִים
We dreamedוַנַּחַלְמָהa dreamחֲלוֹםin oneבְּ אֶחָדnight,לַיְלָהIאֲנִיand he;וָהוּאeachאִישׁaccording to the interpretationכְּפִתְרוֹןof his dreamחֲלֹמוֹwe dreamed.חָלָמְנוּ
A young manנַעַרwas thereוְשָׁםwith us,אִתָּנוּa Hebrew,עִבְרִיa slaveעֶבֶדof the chiefלְשַׂרof the guard.הַטַּבָּחִיםWe toldוַנְּסַפֶּרhim,לוֹand he interpretedוַיִּפְתָּרfor usלָנוּour dreams;אֶת חֲלֹמֹתֵינוּto eachאִישׁaccording to his dreamכַּחֲלֹמוֹhe interpreted.פָּתָר
And just asוַיְהִי כַּאֲשֶׁרhe interpretedפָּתַרfor us,לָנוּsoכֵּןit happened:הָיָהmeאֹתִיhe restoredהֵשִׁיבto my position,עַל כַּנִּיand himוְאֹתוֹhe hanged.”תָלָה
Then Pharaohוַ פַּרְעֹהsentיִּשְׁלַחand calledוַיִּקְרָאJoseph,אֶת יוֹסֵףand they quickly brought himוַיְרִיצֻהוּout of the pit.מִן הַבּוֹרHe shaved,וַיְגַלַּחchangedוַיְחַלֵּףhis clothes,שִׂמְלֹתָיוand cameוַיָּבֹאto Pharaoh.אֶל פַּרְעֹה
Pharaohפַּרְעֹהsaidוַיֹּאמֶרto Joseph,אֶל יוֹסֵף“I have dreamedחָלַמְתִּיa dream,חֲלוֹםand there is no oneוּ אֵיןwho can interpretפֹתֵרit;אֹתוֹbut Iוַאֲנִיhave heardשָׁמַעְתִּיit saidלֵאמֹרabout youעָלֶיךָthat when you hearתִּשְׁמַעa dreamחֲלוֹםyou can interpretלִפְתֹּרit.”אֹתוֹ
JosephיוֹסֵףansweredוַיַּעַןPharaoh,אֶת פַּרְעֹהsaying,לֵאמֹר“It is not in me;בִּלְעָדָיElohimאֱלֹהִיםwill answerיַעֲנֶהwith peaceאֶת שְׁלוֹםfor Pharaoh.”פַּרְעֹה
Then Pharaohוַ פַּרְעֹהspokeיְדַבֵּרto Joseph:אֶל יוֹסֵף“In my dream,בַּחֲלֹמִיlook,הִנְI wasנִיstandingעֹמֵדon the bankעַל שְׂפַתof the Nile;הַיְאֹר
and look,וְהִנֵּהfrom the Nileמִן הַיְאֹרthere came upעֹלֹתsevenשֶׁבַעcows,פָּרוֹתfatבְּרִיאוֹתin fleshבָּשָׂרand beautifulוִיפֹתin form,תֹּאַרand they grazedוַתִּרְעֶינָהin the reed grass.בָּאָחוּ
And look,וְהִנֵּהsevenשֶׁבַעotherאֲחֵרוֹתcowsפָּרוֹתcame upעֹלוֹתafter them,אַחֲרֵיהֶןpoorדַּלּוֹתand veryוְ מְאֹדuglyרָעוֹתin formתֹּאַרand leanוְרַקּוֹתin flesh;בָּשָׂרI have never seenלֹא רָאִיתִיany like themכָהֵנָּהin allבְּכָלthe landאֶרֶץof Egyptמִצְרַיִםfor ugliness.לָרֹעַ
The leanהָרַקּוֹתand uglyוְהָרָעוֹתcowsהַפָּרוֹתate upוַתֹּאכַלְנָהthe firstהָרִאשֹׁנוֹתsevenאֵת שֶׁבַעfatהַבְּרִיאֹתcows.הַפָּרוֹת
They wentוַתָּבֹאנָהinto their bellies,אֶל קִרְבֶּנָהbut it could not be knownוְלֹא נוֹדַעthatכִּיthey had goneבָאוּinto their bellies,אֶל קִרְבֶּנָהand their appearanceוּמַרְאֵיהֶןwas uglyרַעjust asכַּאֲשֶׁרat the beginning.בַּתְּחִלָּהThen I woke up.וָאִיקָץ
I sawוָאֵרֶאin my dream,בַּחֲלֹמִיand look,וְהִנֵּהsevenשֶׁבַעearsשִׁבֳּלִיםcoming upעֹלֹתon oneבְּ אֶחָדstalk,קָנֶהfullמְלֵאֹתand good.וְטֹבוֹת
And look,וְהִנֵּהsevenשֶׁבַעears,שִׁבֳּלִיםwithered,צְנֻמוֹתthin,דַּקּוֹתscorchedשְׁדֻפוֹתby the east wind,קָדִיםsproutedצֹמְחוֹתafter them.אַחֲרֵיהֶם
The thinהַדַּקֹּתearsהָשִׁבֳּלִיםswallowedוַתִּבְלַעְןָthe sevenאֵת שֶׁבַעgoodהַטֹּבוֹתears.הַשִׁבֳּלִיםI told itוָאֹמַרto the magicians,אֶל הַחַרְטֻמִּיםbut there is no oneוְאֵיןwho can declare itמַגִּידto me.”לִי
Josephיוֹסֵףsaidוַיֹּאמֶרto Pharaoh,אֶל פַּרְעֹה“The dreamחֲלוֹםof Pharaohפַּרְעֹהisהוּאone.אֶחָדWhatאֵת אֲשֶׁרElohimהָאֱלֹהִיםis about to doעֹשֶׂהhe has declaredהִגִּידto Pharaoh.לְפַרְעֹה
The sevenשֶׁבַעgoodהַטֹּבֹתcowsפָּרֹתareהֵנָּהsevenשֶׁבַעyears,שָׁנִיםand the sevenוְשֶׁבַעgoodהַטֹּבֹתearsהַשִּׁבֳּלִיםareהֵנָּהsevenשֶׁבַעyears;שָׁנִיםthe dreamחֲלוֹםisהוּאone.אֶחָד
And the sevenוְשֶׁבַעleanהָרַקּוֹתand uglyוְהָרָעֹתcowsהַפָּרוֹתthat came upהָעֹלֹתafter themאַחֲרֵיהֶןareהֵנָּהsevenשֶׁבַעyears,שָׁנִיםand the sevenוְשֶׁבַעemptyהָרֵקוֹתears,הַשִׁבֳּלִיםscorchedשְׁדֻפוֹתby the east wind,הַקָּדִיםwill beיִהְיוּsevenשֶׁבַעyearsשְׁנֵיof famine.רָעָב
Thisהוּאis the thingהַדָּבָרthatאֲשֶׁרI saidדִּבַּרְתִּיto Pharaoh:אֶל פַּרְעֹהwhatאֲשֶׁרElohimהָאֱלֹהִיםis about to doעֹשֶׂהhe has shownהֶרְאָהPharaoh.אֶת פַּרְעֹה
Look,הִנֵּהsevenשֶׁבַעyearsשָׁנִיםare comingבָּאוֹתof greatגָּדוֹלabundanceשָׂבָעin allבְּכָלthe landאֶרֶץof Egypt.מִצְרָיִם
But after themוְ אַחֲרֵיהֶןsevenשֶׁבַעyearsשְׁנֵיof famineרָעָבwill arise,קָמוּand allוְ כָּלthe abundanceהַשָּׂבָעin the landבְּאֶרֶץof Egyptמִצְרָיִםwill be forgotten,נִשְׁכַּחand the famineוְ הָרָעָבwill consumeכִלָּהthe land.אֶת הָאָרֶץ
The abundanceהַשָּׂבָעwill not be knownוְלֹא יִוָּדַעin the landבָּאָרֶץbecause ofמִפְּנֵיthatהַהוּאfamineהָרָעָבafterward,אַחֲרֵי כֵןforכִּיitהוּאwill be veryמְאֹדsevere.כָבֵד
As forוְעַלthe repeatingהִשָּׁנוֹתof the dreamהַחֲלוֹםto Pharaohאֶל פַּרְעֹהtwice,פַּעֲמָיִםit is becauseכִּיthe thingהַדָּבָרis fixedנָכוֹןbyמֵעִםElohim,הָאֱלֹהִיםand Elohimוּ הָאֱלֹהִיםis hurryingמְמַהֵרto do it.לַעֲשֹׂתוֹ
Nowוְעַתָּהlet Pharaohפַרְעֹהlook forיֵרֶאa manאִישׁdiscerningנָבוֹןand wiseוְחָכָםand set himוִישִׁיתֵהוּoverעַלthe landאֶרֶץof Egypt.מִצְרָיִם
Let Pharaohפַרְעֹהact,יַעֲשֶׂהand appointוְיַפְקֵדoverseersפְּקִדִיםoverעַלthe land,הָאָרֶץand take a fifthוְחִמֵּשׁof the landאֶת אֶרֶץof Egyptמִצְרַיִםin the sevenבְּשֶׁבַעyearsשְׁנֵיof abundance.הַשָּׂבָע
Let them gatherוְיִקְבְּצוּallאֶת כָּלthe foodאֹכֶלof theseהָאֵלֶּהgoodהַטֹּבֹתyearsהַשָּׁנִיםthat are coming,הַבָּאֹתand store upוְיִצְבְּרוּgrainבָרunder the handתַּחַת יַדof Pharaoh,פַּרְעֹהas foodאֹכֶלin the cities,בֶּעָרִיםand let them keep it.וְשָׁמָרוּ
The foodהָאֹכֶלwill beוְהָיָהa reserveלְפִקָּדוֹןfor the landלָאָרֶץfor the sevenלְשֶׁבַעyearsשְׁנֵיof famineהָרָעָבthatאֲשֶׁרwill beתִּהְיֶיןָin the landבְּאֶרֶץof Egypt,מִצְרָיִםso that the landוְ הָאָרֶץwill not be cut offלֹא תִכָּרֵתby the famine.”בָּרָעָב
The proposalהַדָּבָרseemed goodוַיִּיטַבin the eyesבְּעֵינֵיof Pharaohפַרְעֹהand in the eyesוּבְעֵינֵיof allכָּלhis servants.עֲבָדָיו
Pharaohפַּרְעֹהsaidוַיֹּאמֶרto his servants,אֶל עֲבָדָיו“Can we findהֲנִמְצָאanyone like this,כָזֶהa manאִישׁin whomאֲשֶׁר בּוֹis the spiritרוּחַof Elohim?”אֱלֹהִים
Then Pharaohוַ פַּרְעֹהsaidיֹּאמֶרto Joseph,אֶל יוֹסֵף“SinceאַחֲרֵיElohimאֱלֹהִיםhas made knownהוֹדִיעַto youאוֹתְךָallאֶת כָּלthis,זֹאתthere is no oneאֵיןas discerningנָבוֹןand wiseוְחָכָםas you.כָּמוֹךָ
Youאַתָּהwill beתִּהְיֶהoverעַלmy house,בֵּיתִיand allכָּלmy peopleעַמִּיwill obeyיִשַּׁקyour command;וְעַל פִּיךָonlyרַקin the throneהַכִּסֵּאwill I be greaterאֶגְדַּלthan you.”מִמֶּךָּ
Pharaohפַּרְעֹהsaidוַיֹּאמֶרto Joseph,אֶל יוֹסֵף“See,רְאֵהI have setנָתַתִּיyouאֹתְךָoverעַלallכָּלthe landאֶרֶץof Egypt.”מִצְרָיִם
Then Pharaohוַ פַּרְעֹהtook offיָּסַרhis signet ringאֶת טַבַּעְתּוֹfrom his handמֵעַל יָדוֹand put itוַיִּתֵּן אֹתָהּon the handעַל יַדof Joseph;יוֹסֵףhe clothedוַיַּלְבֵּשׁhimאֹתוֹin garmentsבִּגְדֵיof fine linenשֵׁשׁand putוַיָּשֶׂםa chainרְבִדof goldהַזָּהָבaround his neck.עַל צַוָּארוֹ
He had him rideוַיַּרְכֵּב אֹתוֹin the secondהַמִּשְׁנֶהchariotבְּמִרְכֶּבֶתthatאֲשֶׁרhe had,לוֹand they cried outוַיִּקְרְאוּbefore him,לְפָנָיו“Abrek!”אַבְרֵךְSo he setוְנָתוֹןhimאֹתוֹoverעַלallכָּלthe landאֶרֶץof Egypt.מִצְרָיִם
Pharaohפַּרְעֹהsaidוַיֹּאמֶרto Joseph,אֶל יוֹסֵף“Iאֲנִיam Pharaoh,פַרְעֹהand without youוּבִלְעָדֶיךָnoלֹאoneאִישׁwill liftיָרִיםhis handאֶת יָדוֹor his footוְאֶת רַגְלוֹin allבְּכָלthe landאֶרֶץof Egypt.”מִצְרָיִם
PharaohפַרְעֹהcalledוַיִּקְרָאJoseph’sיוֹסֵףnameשֵׁםZaphenath-paneah,צָפְנַת פַּעְנֵחַand he gaveוַיִּתֶּןhimלוֹAsenath,אֶת אָסְנַתthe daughterבַּתof Potiphera,פּוֹטִי פֶרַעpriestכֹּהֵןof On,אֹןas a wife.לְאִשָּׁהAnd Josephוַ יוֹסֵףwent outיֵּצֵאoverעַלthe landאֶרֶץof Egypt.מִצְרָיִם
Josephוְיוֹסֵףwas thirtyבֶּן שְׁלֹשִׁיםyears oldשָׁנָהwhen he stoodבְּעָמְדוֹbeforeלִפְנֵיPharaohפַּרְעֹהkingמֶלֶךְof Egypt.מִצְרָיִםAnd Josephוַ יוֹסֵףwent outיֵּצֵאfrom the presenceמִלִּפְנֵיof Pharaohפַרְעֹהand passedוַיַּעְבֹרthrough allבְּכָלthe landאֶרֶץof Egypt.מִצְרָיִם
In the sevenבְּשֶׁבַעyearsשְׁנֵיof abundanceהַשָּׂבָעthe landהָאָרֶץproducedוַתַּעַשׂby handfuls.לִקְמָצִים
He gatheredוַיִּקְבֹּץallאֶת כָּלthe foodאֹכֶלof the sevenשֶׁבַעyearsשָׁנִיםthat wereאֲשֶׁר הָיוּin the landבְּאֶרֶץof Egypt,מִצְרַיִםand putוַיִּתֶּןfoodאֹכֶלin the cities;בֶּעָרִיםthe foodאֹכֶלof the fieldsשְׂדֵהof each cityהָעִירthatאֲשֶׁרsurrounded itסְבִיבֹתֶיהָhe putנָתַןin it.בְּתוֹכָהּ
Josephיוֹסֵףstored upוַיִּצְבֹּרgrainבָּרlike the sandכְּחוֹלof the sea,הַיָּםveryמְאֹדmuch,הַרְבֵּהuntilעַד כִּיhe stoppedחָדַלcounting,לִסְפֹּרforכִּיit was withoutאֵיןnumber.מִסְפָּר
To Josephוּלְיוֹסֵףwere bornיֻלַּדtwoשְׁנֵיsonsבָנִיםbeforeבְּטֶרֶםthe yearשְׁנַתof famineהָרָעָבcame,תָּבוֹאwhomאֲשֶׁרAsenath,אָסְנַתthe daughterבַּתof Potiphera,פּוֹטִי פֶרַעpriestכֹּהֵןof On,אוֹןboreיָלְדָהto him.לּוֹ
Josephיוֹסֵףcalledוַיִּקְרָאthe nameאֶת שֵׁםof the firstbornהַבְּכוֹרManasseh,מְנַשֶּׁה“ForכִּיElohimאֱלֹהִיםhas made me forgetנַשַּׁנִיallאֶת כָּלmy toilעֲמָלִיand allוְאֵת כָּלthe houseבֵּיתof my father.”אָבִי
The nameוְאֵת שֵׁםof the secondהַשֵּׁנִיhe calledקָרָאEphraim,אֶפְרָיִם“ForכִּיElohimאֱלֹהִיםhas made me fruitfulהִפְרַנִיin the landבְּאֶרֶץof my affliction.”עָנְיִי
The sevenשֶׁבַעyearsשְׁנֵיof abundanceהַשָּׂבָעthatאֲשֶׁרhad beenהָיָהin the landבְּאֶרֶץof Egyptמִצְרָיִםcame to an end,וַתִּכְלֶינָה
and the sevenוַ שֶׁבַעyearsשְׁנֵיof famineהָרָעָבbeganתְּחִלֶּינָהto come,לָבוֹאjust asכַּאֲשֶׁרJosephיוֹסֵףhad said.אָמַרThere wasוַיְהִיfamineרָעָבin allבְּכָלthe lands,הָאֲרָצוֹתbut in allוּבְכָלthe landאֶרֶץof Egyptמִצְרַיִםthere wasהָיָהbread.לָחֶם
When allכָּלthe landאֶרֶץof Egyptמִצְרַיִםwas hungry,וַתִּרְעַבthe peopleהָעָםcried outוַיִּצְעַקto Pharaohאֶל פַּרְעֹהfor bread.לַלָּחֶםPharaohפַּרְעֹהsaidוַיֹּאמֶרto allלְכָלthe Egyptians,מִצְרַיִם“Goלְכוּto Joseph;אֶל יוֹסֵףwhatאֲשֶׁרhe tellsיֹאמַרyouלָכֶםdo.”תַּעֲשׂוּ
The famineוְהָרָעָבwasהָיָהover allעַל כָּלthe faceפְּנֵיof the earth,הָאָרֶץand Josephוַ יוֹסֵףopenedיִּפְתַּחallאֶת כָּלthe storehouses thatאֲשֶׁרwere in themבָּהֶםand sold grainוַיִּשְׁבֹּרto the Egyptians;לְמִצְרַיִםand the famineוַ הָרָעָבgrew strongיֶּחֱזַקin the landבְּאֶרֶץof Egypt.מִצְרָיִם
Allוְכָלthe earthהָאָרֶץcameבָּאוּto Egyptמִצְרַיְמָהto buy grainלִשְׁבֹּרfrom Joseph,אֶל יוֹסֵףbecauseכִּיthe famineהָרָעָבwas strongחָזַקin allבְּכָלthe earth.הָאָרֶץ