Talált 400 Eredmények: Joseph's brothers

  • The sons of Rachel: Joseph and Benjamin. (Genesis 35, 24)

  • This is the history of the family of Jacob. Joseph, being seventeen years old, was shepherding the flock with his brothers; he was a lad with the sons of Bilhah and Zilpah, his father's wives; and Joseph brought an ill report of them to their father. (Genesis 37, 2)

  • Now Israel loved Joseph more than any other of his children, because he was the son of his old age; and he made him a long robe with sleeves. (Genesis 37, 3)

  • But when his brothers saw that their father loved him more than all his brothers, they hated him, and could not speak peaceably to him. (Genesis 37, 4)

  • Now Joseph had a dream, and when he told it to his brothers they only hated him the more. (Genesis 37, 5)

  • His brothers said to him, "Are you indeed to reign over us? Or are you indeed to have dominion over us?" So they hated him yet more for his dreams and for his words. (Genesis 37, 8)

  • Then he dreamed another dream, and told it to his brothers, and said, "Behold, I have dreamed another dream; and behold, the sun, the moon, and eleven stars were bowing down to me." (Genesis 37, 9)

  • But when he told it to his father and to his brothers, his father rebuked him, and said to him, "What is this dream that you have dreamed? Shall I and your mother and your brothers indeed come to bow ourselves to the ground before you?" (Genesis 37, 10)

  • And his brothers were jealous of him, but his father kept the saying in mind. (Genesis 37, 11)

  • Now his brothers went to pasture their father's flock near Shechem. (Genesis 37, 12)

  • And Israel said to Joseph, "Are not your brothers pasturing the flock at Shechem? Come, I will send you to them." And he said to him, "Here I am." (Genesis 37, 13)

  • So he said to him, "Go now, see if it is well with your brothers, and with the flock; and bring me word again." So he sent him from the valley of Hebron, and he came to Shechem. (Genesis 37, 14)


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