the Angel who redeemed me from all evil, bless the lads. And let my name be named on them, and the name of my fathers Abraham and Isaac, and let them grow like the fishes into a multitude in the midst of the earth.

Joseph is a fruitful son, a fruitful son by a well, whose branches run over the wall.

His glory is like the first-born of his bull, and his horns are like the horns of the wild ox. With them he shall push the people together to the ends of the earth. And they are the ten thousands of Ephraim, and they are the thousands of Manasseh.

Yes, the light of the wicked shall be put out, and the spark of his fire shall not shine.

From the birth

Let them be as a snail goes into melting; as a miscarriage of a woman, they do not see the sun.

If a man fathers a hundred, and lives many years, so that the days of his years are many, and his soul is not filled with good, and also is for him no burial; I say, a miscarriage is better than he.

So says Jehovah: For three transgressions of the sons of Ammon, yea for four, I will not turn away from it. Because they have ripped up the pregnant women of Gilead, to make their own border larger.

From the womb

Give them, O Lord; what will You give? Give them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts.

The fruit of your body shall be cursed, and the fruit of your land, the increase of your cows, and the flocks of your sheep.

For behold, the days are coming in which they shall say, Blessed are the barren, and the wombs that never bore, and the breasts which did not suckle.