When Iacob sawe that there was corne to be solde in Egipte/ he sayde
vnto his sõnes: why are ye negligent? beholde/ I haue hearde that
there is corne to be solde in Egipte. Gete you thither and bye vs
corne frõ thẽce/ that we maye lyue and not dye. So went Iosephs ten
brethern doune to bye corne in Egipte/ for Ben Iamin Iosephs brother
wold not Iacob sende with his other brethren: for he sayde: some
mysfortune myght happen him
And the sonnes of Israell came to bye corne amonge other that came/
for there was derth also in the lande of Canaan. And Ioseph was
gouerner in the londe/ and solde corne to all the people of the londe.
And his brethren came/ and fell flatt on the grounde before him. When
Ioseph sawe his brethern/ he knewe them: But made straunge vnto them/
and spake rughly vnto them saynge: Whence come ye? and they sayde: out
of the lande of Canaan/ to bye vitayle. Ioseph knewe his brethern/ but
they knewe not him.
And Ioseph remembred his dreames which he dreamed of them/ and sayde
vnto them: ye are spies/ and to se where the lande is weake is youre
comynge. And they sayde vnto him: nay my lorde: but to bye vitayle thy
seruauntes are come. We are all one mans sonnes/ and meane truely/ and
thy seruauntes are no spies. And he sayde vnto them: nay verely/ but
euen to se where the land is weake is youre comynge. And they sayde:
we thi seruauntes are .xij. brethern/ the sonnes of one man in the
lande of Canaan. The yongest is yet with oure father/ and one no man
woteth where he is.
Ioseph sayde vnto them/ that is it that I sayde vnto you/ that ye are
surelye spies. Here by ye shall be proued. For by the lyfe of Pharao/
ye shall not goo hence/ vntyll youre yongest brother be come hither.
Sende therfore one off you and lett him fett youre brother/ and ye
shalbe in preason in the meane season. And thereby shall youre wordes
be proued/ whether there be any trueth in you: or els by the lyfe of
Pharao/ ye are but spies. And he put them in warde thre dayes.
And Ioseph sayde vnto thẽ the thyrd daye: This doo and lyue/ for I
feare Gode Yf ye meane no hurte/ let one of youre brethern be bounde
in the preason/ and goo ye and brynge the necessarie foode vnto youre
housholdes/ and brynge youre yongest brother vnto me: that youre
wordes maye be beleved/ ãd that ye dye not And they did so.
Than they sayde one to a nother: we haue verely synned agaynst oure
brother/ in that we sawe the anguysh of his soull when he besought us/
& wold not heare him: therfore is this troubyll come apon us. Ruben
answered thẽ saynge: sayde I not vnto you that ye shulde not synne
agaynst the lad? but ye wolde not heare And now verely see/ his bloude
is requyred.
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