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33 His father recognised it. ‘It is my son’s robe,’ he said. ‘A vicious animal has devoured him. Joseph has been torn to pieces! ’(A) 34 Then Jacob tore his clothes, put sackcloth round his waist, and mourned for his son for many days. 35 All his sons and daughters tried to comfort him, but he refused to be comforted. ‘No,’ he said. ‘I will go down to Sheol to my son, mourning.’ And his father wept for him.

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