Genesis 37:34
And Iacob rent his cloothes ad put sacke clothe aboute his loynes and sorowed for his sonne a longe season.
And Iacob rent his cloothes ad put sacke clothe aboute his loynes and sorowed for his sonne a longe season.
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35Than came all his sonnes ad all his doughters to comforte him. And he wold not be comforted but sayde: I will go doune in to ye grave vnto my sonne mornynge. And thus his father wepte for him.
29And when Ruben came agayne vnto the pytt and founde not Ioseph there he rent his cloothes
30and went agayne vnto his brethern saynge: the lad is not yonder and whether shall I goo?
31And they toke Iosephs coote ad kylled a goote and dypped the coote in the bloud.
32And they sent that gay coote and caused it to be brought vnto their father and sayd: This haue we founde: se whether it be thy sones coote or no.
33And he knewe it saynge: it is my sonnes coote a wicked beast hath deuoured him and Ioseph is rent in peces.
36And Iacob their father sayde vnto them: Me haue ye robbed of my childern: Ioseph is away and Simeon is awaye and ye will take Ben Iamin awaye. All these thinges fall vpon me.
3And Israel loued Ioseph more than all his childern because he begat hym in his olde age and he made him a coote of many coloures.
23And as soone as Ioseph was come vnto his brethren they strypte him out of his gay coote that was vpon him
10And when they came to ye feld of Atad beyonde Iordane there they made great and exceadinge sore lamentacio. And he morned for his father.vij. dayes.
1And Ioseph fell apon his fathers face and wepte apon him and kyssed him.
30And Ioseph made hast (for his hert dyd melt apon his brother) and soughte for to wepe and entred in to his chambre for to wepe there.
38And he sayde: my sonne shall not go downe with you. For his brother is dead and he is left alone Moreouer some mysfortune myght happen vpon him by the waye which ye goo. And so shuld ye brynge my gray head with sorowe vnto the graue.