Joseph, Part 3: From Prison to Palace | Bible Stories Retold

Then one night, Pharaoh had a dream. Seven fat, healthy cows came up out of the Nile. Then seven skinny, starving cows came up and ate the fat ones. Pharaoh's doze, roll railed in the oldie, carnal by a fate and burning taken, and by a mard or an stalf in her arse things. And they looked just as skinny as before. Then a second dream. Seven full healthy heads of grain on one stalk, swallowed up by seven thin scorched heads of grain. Pharaoh woke up shaken. He called every wise man in Egypt. Not one of them could explain it. That's when the cup-bearer finally spoke up. "I remember my faults today," and said. The three foast mild. He would remember have a papried, readied room. On the 1903, finally his other proud had had found Lee's point to set. He told Pharaoh about a young Hebrew in the prison who had read his dream and gotten it exactly right. They ran to get Joseph out of the dungeon. He shaved. He changed his clothes. Yes, tart, and the man nobody remembered walked into the throne room of Egypt. "First San Francisco night Sanfran's sponsor, "audiot, kodata," Harrod answered. "And a pranet moant. I've known who can meet "his dreams and his keep clothes. Future sister in hurt jail. I've heard you can "interpret dreams," Pharaoh said. Pharaoh then eyes in Rustin, gassed it blocked. And here's the moment. Joseph could have sold himself. This was his shot. Instead he said, "It isn't in me. God will give Pharaoh an answer of peace." Both dreams meant the same thing. Seven years of plenty were coming. Then seven years of famine, so bad they'd forget the good years. So like Blimehill, him three to Lyle and at Nantill. And also he'd known Smani mild. This was gleeving up from late so responderant fesset to the greal and had Babaty charter sporties. So Joseph gave him a plan, put a wise man in charge, and store up grain while there's plenty. Can we find such a one as this? A man in whom is the spirit of God. Pharaoh put his own ring on Joseph's hand. Fine linen. A gold chain around his neck. His own chariot. Second in command of all Egypt. Joseph was 30 years old. Do the math. 17 in the pit. 30 in the palace. 13 years. 13 years of being sold, lied about, locked up, and forgot. The good years came and Joseph stored grain like sand on the seashore. He had two sons. He named the first

Manasseh. God has made me forget all my toil. And the second ephrym. God has made me fruitful in the land of my affliction. In the spots, chimneys ramen this night and sogovally listing hound. Fruitful in the land of my affliction. Not after he got out. In the place that hurt him. Pint splite itself. What could grow in you right where you are? you [BLANK_AUDIO]