I did not bring you any of the flock torn by wild beasts; I myself bore the loss. You demanded payment from me for what was stolen by day or by night.

When Reuben returned to the pit and saw that Joseph was not there, he tore his clothes.

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

Then Jacob tore his clothes, put sackcloth around his waist, and mourned for his son many days.

Then they tore their clothes, and each one loaded his donkey and returned to the city.

One left—I said that he must have been torn to pieces—and I have never seen him again.