3-4. Reuben, you’re my firstborn,my strength, first proof of my manhood,at the top in honor and at the top in power,But like a bucket of water spilled,you’ll be at the top no more,Because you climbed into your father’s marriage bed,mounting that couch, and you defiled it.
7. A curse on their uncontrolled anger,on their indiscriminate wrath.I’ll throw them out with the trash;I’ll shred and scatter them like confetti throughout Israel.
33. Jacob finished instructing his sons, pulled his feet into bed, breathed his last, and was gathered to his people.