Genesis 41:49
And there was so great abundance of wheat, that it was equal to the sand of the sea, and the plenty exceeded measure.
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- Vulgate (Clementine)
- Tantaque fuit abundantia tritici, ut arenæ maris coæquaretur, et copia mensuram excederet.
- Septuagint (Swete)
- καὶ συνήγαγεν Ἰωσὴφ σῖτον ὡσεὶ τὴν ἄμμον τῆς θαλάσσης πολὺν σφόδρα, ἕως οὐκ ἠδύνατο ἀριθμῆσαι, οὐ γὰρ ἦν ἀριθμός. ⸆
- Hebrew (WLC)
- וַיִּצְבֹּ֨ר יוֹסֵ֥ף בָּ֛ר כְּח֥וֹל הַיָּ֖ם הַרְבֵּ֣ה מְאֹ֑ד עַ֛ד כִּי חָדַ֥ל לִסְפֹּ֖ר כִּי אֵ֥ין מִסְפָּֽר
The Fathers on this verse
St Ephrem the Syrian Ephraim Syrus: Nineteen Hymns on the Nativity of Christ in the Flesh, Hymn III
And who is able, Lord, to tell me up the several succours that are hid in Thee? How shall the parched mouth be able to drink from the Fountain of the Godhead! Answer today the voice of our petition; let our prayer which is in words take effect in deeds. Heal us, O my Master; every time that we see Thy Feast, may it cause rumours that we have heard to pass away. Our mind wanders amid these voices. O Voice of the Father, still [other] voices; the world is noisy, in Thee let it gain itself quiet; for by Thee the sea was stilled from its storms. The devils rejoiced when they heard the voice of blasphemy: let the Watchers rejoice in us as they are wont. From amongst Thy fold there is the voice of sorrowfulness; O Thou that makest all rejoice, let Thy flock rejoice! as for our murmur, O my Master, in it reject us not: our mouth murmurs since it is sinful. …