Then the Lord God made the rib He had taken from the man into a woman and brought her to the man.

But you will go to your fathers in peace and be buried at a ripe old age.

He took his last breath and died at a ripe old age, old and contented, and he was gathered to his people.

Now Israel loved Joseph more than his other sons because Joseph was a son born to him in his old age, and he made a robe of many colors for him.

When Joseph came to his brothers, they stripped off his robe, the robe of many colors that he had on.

So they took Joseph’s robe, slaughtered a young goat, and dipped the robe in its blood.

They sent the robe of many colors to their father and said, “We found this. Examine it. Is it your son’s robe or not?”

His father recognized it. “It is my son’s robe,” he said. “A vicious animal has devoured him. Joseph has been torn to pieces!”

When Joseph’s brothers saw that their father was dead, they said to one another, “If Joseph is holding a grudge against us, he will certainly repay us for all the suffering we caused him.”