Genesis 37
1 Jacob settled down and lived in Canaan as his father had done.
Nitoetse an-tane Kanàne nañialoan-drae’e ao t’Iakòbe.
2 This is the story of Jacob and his family. Joseph was seventeen, and helped look after the flock with his brothers, the sons of Bilhah and Zilpah, his father's wives. Joseph told his father about some of the bad things his brothers were doing.
Ie ty talili’ ty hasavereña’ Iakòbe. Ie nifolo-tao-fito-amby t’Iosefe le niarake añondry mindre amo rahalahi’eo, ie mbe niajalahy naho nindre amo ana’ i Bilhae naho amo ana’ i Zilpae, valin-drae’eo, vaho ninday talily raty iareo aman-drae’e añe t’Iosefe.
3 Israel loved Joseph more than any of his other sons, because Joseph had been born to him when he was already old. He made a colorful robe with long sleeves for Joseph.
Nikokoa’ Israele mandikoatse o ana’e iabio t’Iosefe, amy t’ie ty ana’ i haantera’ey vaho namboara’e saroñe lava soa vahotse.
4 When his brothers noticed that their father loved him more than any of them, they hated him and had nothing good to say about him.
Ie nioni’ o rahalahi’eo te nisohen-drae’e mandikoatse iareo le nalaim-bintañe aze vaho tsy nahafirehak’ am-panintsiñañe ama’e.
5 Joseph had a dream, and when he told his brothers about it, they hated him even more.
Teo te nañinofy t’Iosefe, le natalili’e amo rahalahi’eo, f’ie nañìndra ty falai’ iareo aze.
6 “Listen to this dream I had,” he told them.
Hoe ty asa’e ama’e, Ehe janjiño ty nofy ninofiseko toy.
7 “We were tying up bundles of grain out in the fields when all of a sudden my bundle stood up, and your bundles came over and bowed down to it.”
Teo tika namehe taho an-tetek’ ao. Nitroatse amy zao i fehekoy le niadaoro eo, le ingo niariseho ahy ey ty fehe’ areo nibokok’ amy fehe-tahokoy.
8 “Do you really think you're going to be our king?” they asked. “Do you honestly believe you're going to rule over us?” They hated him even more because of his dream and how he described it.
Hoe o rahalahi’eo ama’e, Toe ihe hao ty hamelek’ anay? Vata’e hifehe anay v’iheo? Aa le niindra ty falaim-binta’ iareo ty amo nofi’eo naho o asa’eo.
9 Then he had another dream told his brothers about it. “Listen, I had another dream,” he explained. “The sun and moon and eleven stars were bowing down before me.”
Nañinofy indraike, vaho natalili’e amo rahalahi’eo. Inao ty nofiko tovo’e: naheoko te nibotrek’ amako i àndroy, i volañey vaho ty vasiañe folo raik’amby.
10 He also told his father as well as his brothers, and his father told him off, saying, “What's this dream that you've had? Are we—I and your mother and brothers—really going to come and bow down to the ground before you?”
Aa ie natalili’e aman-drae’e naho amo rahalahi’eo le nañendak’ aze ty rae’e ami’ty hoe: Nofy manao akore o nofise’oo? Toe hene hidrakadrakak’ an-tane ama’o hao zahay naho i rene’o vaho o rahalahi’oo?
11 Joseph's brothers became jealous of him, but his father puzzled over the meaning of the dream.
Aa le nitsikirìk’ aze o rahalahi’eo, fe nitsakorèn-drae’e i asa’ey.
12 One day Joseph's brothers took their father's flocks to graze near Shechem.
Nañavelo mb’e Sikeme añe o rahalahi’eo hampiandrazeñe i lia-rain-drae’ey.
13 Israel told Joseph, “Your brothers are looking after the sheep near Shechem. Get ready because I want you to go and see them.” “I'll do it,” Joseph replied.
Le hoe t’Israele am’Iosefe, Tsy miarake i lia-raikey e Sikeme añe hao o rahalahi’oo? Antao arè, hiraheko mb’am’iereo mb’eo. Tinoi’e ty hoe, Intoy iraho.
14 So he told him, “Off you go and see how your brothers and the flocks are doing, and come back and let me know.” So he sent him off. Joseph set out from the Hebron Valley,
Aa le hoe re ama’e, Akia, sario ke mbe soa avao iereo naho mbe soa ka o mpirai-liao; le mibaliha mb’amako mb’etoa aman-talily. Aa le nampihitrife’e mb’eo boak’ am-bavatane’ i Khebrone ao mb’e Sikeme mb’eo,
15 and arrived in Shechem. A man there found him wandering about in the field, so he asked him, “What are you looking for?”
le teo ty ondaty nanjo aze nirererere an-kivok’ ey, vaho nañontanea’ indatiy, Ino ty paia’o.
16 “I'm looking for my brothers,” Joseph replied. “Can you please tell me where they're looking after the flock?”
Mipay o rahalahikoo ‘ni-raho, hoe re, Ehe, ampahafohino ahy ty fiandraza’ iareo añondry.
17 “They've already left,” the man replied. “I heard them say, ‘Let's go to Dothan.’” So Joseph followed his brothers and caught up with them at Dothan.
Hoe indatiy, Fa nienga iereo, Inao ty tsinanoko am’ iereo, Antao ho mb’e Dotane mb’eo. Aa le nihitrike mb’ amo rahalahi’eo re vaho tendrek’ am’iereo e Dotane añe.
18 But they saw him coming way off in the distance, and before he got to them, they made plans to kill him.
Nitalakese’ iereo, le ie mbe tsy marine ro nikilily hañohofan-doza ama’e.
19 “Look, here comes the Lord of Dreams!” they said to each other.
Hoe ty vesoveso’ iareo, Hehe, mb’etoa i mpañinofiy,
20 “Come on, let's kill him and throw him into one of the pits. We'll say that some wild animal has eaten him. Then we'll see what happens to his dreams!”
antao arè hamono aze naho hagodon-tika an-kadaha ao; naho hatalilin-tika te nabotse’ ty biby romotse, vaho ho onin-tika ty figadoña’ o nofi’eo.
21 When Reuben heard all this, he tried to save Joseph from them.
F’ie jinanji’ i Reòbene, le navotso’e am-pità’ iareo ami’ty hoe, Tsy hamitak’ ate aze tika.
22 “Let's not attack and kill him,” he suggested. “Don't murder him, just throw him into this pit here in the desert. You don't need to be guilty of violence.” Reuben said this so that he could come back later and rescue Joseph from them and take him home to his father.
Tinovo’ i Reòbene am’iereo ty hoe, Ko mampiori-dio; afetsaho an-kadaha an-jerezere tane atoy, fa ko mipao-tañañe ama’e—ie te hamotsotse aze am-pità’ iareo hampolia’e aman-drae’e.
23 So when Joseph arrived, his brothers ripped off his robe—the colorful long-sleeved robe he was wearing—
Aa naho pok’ amo rahalahi’eo t’Iosefe, le hinalo’ iareo am’ Iosefe i saro’ey, i saroñe lava ama’ey,
24 grabbed him and threw him into a pit. (The pit was empty—it didn't have any water in it.)
le rinambe’ iereo vaho nafetsa’ iereo an-kadaha ao. Nikapaike i kadahay, tsy aman-drano.
25 They were just sitting down to have a meal when they saw a caravan of Ishmaelites coming from Gilead. Their camels were carrying aromatic spices, balm, and myrrh to take to Egypt.
Niambesatse amy zao iereo nikama; fa ie nampiandra fihaino le nahaisake lia-rain-te-Iesmaèle nangovovòke boak’ e Gileade añe an-drameva ninday fisomantsaike naho fihosotse vaho lite, nizotso mb’e Mitsraime mb’eo.
26 “What's the point of killing our brother?” Judah asked his brothers. “Then we'd have to cover up his death!
Le hoe t’Ièhodà amo rahalahi’eo, Ino ty tombo’e ho an-tika te vonoeñe i rahalahin-tikañey naho etaheñe i lio’ey?
27 Instead, why don't we sell him to these Ishmaelites? We don't have to kill him. After all he's our brother, our own flesh and blood.” His brothers agreed.
Antao handetak’ aze amo nte-Iesmaèleo le tsy hampidoñan-tañantika, amy te rahalahintika, toe nofon-tikañe. Le nihaoñe’ o rahalahi’eo.
28 So when the Ishmaelites (who were traders from Midian) came by, they pulled Joseph out of the pit and sold him to them for twenty pieces of silver. The Ishmaelites took him to Egypt.
Ie nim-beo o mpanao takinake nte-Midianeo le tinari’ iereo, nañakatse Iosefe amy kadahay vaho naleta’ iereo volafoty roapolo amo nte-Iesmaèleo vaho nendese’ iareo mb’e Mitsraime añe t’Iosefe.
29 When Reuben came back later and looked into the pit, Joseph was gone. He tore his clothes in grief.
Nibalike mb’amy kadahay mb’eo t’i Reòbene naho naheo’e te tsy an-kadaha ao t’Iosefe, vaho rinia’e o saro’eo.
30 He returned to his brothers. “The boy's gone!” he moaned. “What am I going to do now?”
Nivalike mb’amo rahalahi’eo re nanao ty hoe, Tsy eo i ajalahiy, le izaho! aia ty hombako?
31 They slaughtered a goat and dipped Joseph's robe in the blood.
Aa le rinambe’ iareo i saro’ey, le nandenta vik’ose, vaho nalo’ iareo ami’ty lio’e ao i saroñey.
32 Then they sent the colorful robe to their father with the message, “We found this. Please examine it and see if it's your son's robe or not.”
Nahitrik’ añe i saro-vinahotsey, naho nendese’ iareo aman-drae’e ami’ty hoe, Ingo ty nizoe’ay, ehe vazoho ke ie i saron’ ana’oy, ke tsie.
33 His father recognized it right away and said, “This is my son's robe! Some wild animal must have eaten him. Poor Joseph has been ripped to pieces, no doubt about it!”
Napota’e, le nanao ty hoe, Saron’ anako toy! Navorembore’ ty biby hako, tsy mikalafo te rinomidromitse t’Iosefe.
34 Jacob tore his clothes in grief and dressed in sackcloth. He mourned the death of his son for a long time.
Rinia’ Iakòbe amy zao o saro’eo naho nisadia gony vaho nandala i ana-dahi’ey andro maro.
35 All his sons and daughters tried to console him, but he rejected their attempts. “No,” he said, “I will go down into my grave mourning for my son.” So Joseph's father went on weeping for him. (Sheol h7585)
Hene niongake hañohoñe aze o ana-dahi’eo naho o anak’ ampela’e iabio, f’ie nifoneñe tsy hohoñeñe, ami’ty hoe, Aiy, hizotso mb’an-tsikeokeoke mb’ aman’ ana-dahiko iraho an-kontoke. Izay ty fangoihoian-drae’e aze; (Sheol h7585)
36 In the meantime the Ishmaelites had arrived in Egypt and had sold Joseph to Potiphar. Potiphar was one of Pharaoh's officers, the captain of the guard.
Toe naleta’ o nte-Midianeo e Mitsraime añe re, amy Potifare, roandria’ i Parò, talèm-pigaritse.
