the Messenger who is redeeming me from all evil doth bless the youths, and my name is called upon them, and the name of my fathers Abraham and Isaac; and they increase into a multitude in the midst of the land.'

Joseph is a fruitful son; A fruitful son by a fountain, Daughters step over the wall;

His honour is a firstling of his ox, And his horns are horns of a reem; By them peoples he doth push together To the ends of earth; And they are the myriads of Ephraim, And they are the thousands of Manasseh.

Also, the light of the wicked is extinguished. And there doth not shine a spark of his fire.

From the birth

As a snail that melteth he goeth on, As an untimely birth of a woman, They have not seen the sun.

If a man doth beget a hundred, and live many years, and is great, because they are the days of his years, and his soul is not satisfied from the goodness, and also he hath not had a grave, I have said, 'Better than he is the untimely birth.'

Thus said Jehovah: For three transgressions of the sons of Ammon, And for four, I do not reverse it, Because of their ripping up the pregnant ones of Gilead, To enlarge their border,

From the womb

Give to them, Jehovah -- what dost Thou give? Give to them miscarrying womb, and dry breasts.

Cursed is the fruit of thy body, and the fruit of thy land, increase of thine oxen, and wealth of thy flock.

for, lo, days do come, in which they shall say, Happy the barren, and wombs that did not bare, and paps that did not give suck;