1. MoseKapitel 37

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Jacob settled in the land where his father had lived as a stranger, the land of Canaan.
This is the account of Jacob's family. Joseph, seventeen years old, was tending the flocks with his brothers. He was a young man, working alongside the sons of Bilhah and the sons of Zilpah, his father's wives, and he brought their father a bad report about them.
Now Israel loved Joseph more than all his other sons, because he was the son of his old age, and he made him a richly ornamented robe.
When his brothers saw that their father loved him more than any of them, they hated him and could not speak a kind word to him.
Then Joseph had a dream, and when he told it to his brothers, they hated him all the more.
He said to them, "Listen to this dream I had.
We were binding sheaves out in the field, and suddenly my sheaf rose up and stood upright, while your sheaves gathered around it and bowed down to it."
His brothers said to him, "So you're going to reign over us? You're going to rule us?" And they hated him all the more for his dreams and for what he said.
He had another dream, and he told it to his brothers. "Listen," he said, "I had another dream. This time the sun and the moon and eleven stars were bowing down to me."
When he told it to his father and his brothers, his father rebuked him: "What is this dream of yours? Are your mother and I and your brothers really going to come and bow down to the ground before you?"
His brothers were jealous of him, but his father kept the matter in mind.
Now his brothers had gone to graze their father's flocks near Shechem,
and Israel said to Joseph, "Your brothers are pasturing the flocks at Shechem, aren't they? Come, I am sending you to them." "I am ready," he answered.
So he said to him, "Go and see how your brothers are and how the flocks are doing, and bring word back to me." So he sent him off from the Valley of Hebron, and Joseph came to Shechem.
A man found him wandering in the open country and asked him, "What are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for my brothers," he said. "Tell me, please, where are they pasturing their flocks?"
"They have moved on from here," the man answered. "I heard them say, 'Let's go to Dothan.'" So Joseph went after his brothers and found them at Dothan.
They saw him in the distance, and before he reached them they plotted to kill him.
"Here comes that dreamer!" they said to one another.
"Come now, let's kill him and throw him into one of these cisterns. We'll say a wild animal devoured him. Then we'll see what becomes of his dreams."
Reuben said to them, "Don't shed any blood. Throw him into this cistern here in the wilderness, but don't lay a hand on him." He said this to rescue him from them and take him back to his father.
So when Joseph reached his brothers, they stripped him of his robe—the richly ornamented robe he was wearing—
and they took him and threw him into the cistern. The cistern was empty; there was no water in it.
Then they sat down to eat. Looking up, they saw a caravan of Ishmaelites coming from Gilead, their camels loaded with gum, balm, and myrrh, on their way down to Egypt.
Judah said to his brothers, "What do we gain by killing our brother and covering up his blood?
Come, let's sell him to the Ishmaelites and not lay our hands on him. After all, he is our brother, our own flesh." His brothers agreed.
So when the Midianite traders came by, they pulled Joseph up out of the cistern and sold him to the Ishmaelites for twenty pieces of silver, and they took Joseph to Egypt.
When Reuben returned to the cistern and saw that Joseph was not there, he tore his clothes.
He went back to his brothers and said, "The boy is gone! And I—where can I turn now?"
Then they took Joseph's robe, slaughtered a young goat, and dipped the robe in the blood.
They sent the ornamented robe to their father with this message: "We found this. Look it over and see whether it is your son's robe or not."
He recognized it and said, "It is my son's robe! A wild animal has devoured him. Joseph has surely been torn to pieces."
Then Jacob tore his garments, put on sackcloth, and mourned for his son many days.
All his sons and daughters came to comfort him, but he refused to be comforted. "No," he said, "I will go down to the grave mourning for my son." So his father wept for him. [Footnote: Hebrew *Sheol*, the realm of the dead.]
Meanwhile the Midianites sold him in Egypt to Potiphar, an officer of Pharaoh and captain of the guard.