³³ His father recognised it. ‘It is my son’s robe,’ he said. ‘A vicious animal has devoured him. Joseph has been torn to pieces! ’^{(A) 34} Then Jacob tore his clothes, put sackcloth round his waist, and mourned for his son for many days.

¹³ But they replied, ‘We, your servants, were twelve brothers, the sons of one man in the land of Canaan. The youngest is now^[a] with our father, and one is no longer living.’

²⁷ Your servant my father said to us, “You know that my wife bore me two sons. ²⁸ One is gone from me – I said he must have been torn to pieces – and I have never seen him again.^(A)