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約瑟被帶下埃及去。有一個埃及人,是法老的內臣─護衛長波提乏,從那些帶下他來的以實瑪利人手下買了他去。 1 Now Joseph had been taken down to Egypt. Potiphar, an Egyptian who was one of Pharaoh's officials, the captain of the guard, bought him from the Ishmaelites who had taken him there.
約瑟就在主人眼前蒙恩,伺候他主人,並且主人派他管理家務,把一切所有的都交在他手裏。 4 Joseph found favor in his eyes and became his attendant. Potiphar put him in charge of his household, and he entrusted to his care everything he owned.
自從主人派約瑟管理家務和他一切所有的,耶和華就因約瑟的緣故賜福與那埃及人的家;凡家裏和田間一切所有的都蒙耶和華賜福。 5 From the time he put him in charge of his household and of all that he owned, the LORD blessed the household of the Egyptian because of Joseph. The blessing of the LORD was on everything Potiphar had, both in the house and in the field.
波提乏將一切所有的都交在約瑟的手中,除了自己所吃的飯,別的事一概不知。約瑟原來秀雅俊美。 6 So he left in Joseph's care everything he had; with Joseph in charge, he did not concern himself with anything except the food he ate. Now Joseph was well-built and handsome,
約瑟不從,對他主人的妻說:「看哪,一切家務,我主人都不知道;他把所有的都交在我手裏。 8 But he refused. 「With me in charge,」 he told her, 「my master does not concern himself with anything in the house; everything he owns he has entrusted to my care.
在這家裏沒有比我大的;並且他沒有留下一樣不交給我,只留下了你,因為你是他的妻子。我怎能作這大惡,得罪神呢?」 9 No one is greater in this house than I am. My master has withheld nothing from me except you, because you are his wife. How then could I do such a wicked thing and sin against God?」
婦人就拉住他的衣裳,說:「你與我同寢吧!」約瑟把衣裳丟在婦人手裏,跑到外邊去了。 12 She caught him by his cloak and said, 「Come to bed with me!」 But he left his cloak in her hand and ran out of the house.
就叫了家裏的人來,對他們說:「你們看!他帶了一個希伯來人進入我們家裏,要戲弄我們。他到我這裏來,要與我同寢,我就大聲喊叫。 14 she called her household servants. 「Look,」 she said to them, 「this Hebrew has been brought to us to make sport of us! He came in here to sleep with me, but I screamed.
約瑟的主人聽見他妻子對他所說的話,說:「你的僕人如此如此待我」,他就生氣, 19 When his master heard the story his wife told him, saying, 「This is how your slave treated me,」 he burned with anger.
把約瑟下在監裏,就是王的囚犯被囚的地方。於是約瑟在那裏坐監。 20 Joseph's master took him and put him in prison, the place where the king's prisoners were confined. But while Joseph was there in the prison,
司獄就把監裏所有的囚犯都交在約瑟手下;他們在那裏所辦的事都是經他的手。 22 So the warden put Joseph in charge of all those held in the prison, and he was made responsible for all that was done there.
凡在約瑟手下的事,司獄一概不察,因為耶和華與約瑟同在;耶和華使他所做的盡都順利。 23 The warden paid no attention to anything under Joseph's care, because the LORD was with Joseph and gave him success in whatever he did.
November 11 "He shall come down like rain upon the mown grass." (Psalm 72:6) AMOS speaks of the king's mowings. Our King has many scythes, and is perpetually mowing His lawns. The musical tinkle of the whetstone on the scythe portends the cutting down of myriads of green blades, daisies and other flowers. Beautiful as they were in the morning, within an hour or two they lie in long, faded rows. Thus in human life we make a brave show, before the scythe of pain, the shears of disappointment, the sickle of death. There is no method of obtaining a velvety lawn but by repeated mowings; and there is no way of developing tenderness, evenness, sympathy, but by the passing of God's scythes. How constantly the Word of God compares man to grass, and His glory to its flower! But when grass is mown, and all the tender shoots are bleeding, and desolation reigns where flowers were bursting, it is the most acceptable time for showers of rain falling soft and warm. O soul, thou hast been mown! Time after time the King has come to thee with His sharp scythe. Do not dread the scythe-it is sure to be followed by the shower. -F. B. Meyer. "When across the heart deep waves of sorrow Break, as on a dry and barren shore; When hope glistens with no bright tomorrow, And the storm seems sweeping evermore; "When the cup of every earthly gladness Bears no taste of the life-giving stream; And high hopes, as though to mock our sadness,, Fade and die as in some fitful dream, "Who shall hush the weary spirit's chiding? Who the aching void within shall fill? Who shall whisper of a peace abiding, And each surging billow calmly still? "Only He whose wounded heart was broken With the bitter cross and thorny crown; Whose dear love glad words of joy had spoken, Who His life for us laid meekly down. "Blessed Healer, all our burdens lighten; Give us peace, Thine own sweet peace, we pray! Keep us near Thee till the morn shall brighten, And all the mists and shadows flee away!"