Genesis 45:4 So Joseph said to his brothers, “Come near to me, please.” And they came near. And he said, “I am your brother, Joseph, whom you sold into Egypt.
The grand reconciliation is nigh for those who sigh. Alas, the cold master was our sold brother. “It is I” he said, “come closer”. “We will die” we feared “don’t bother”. A warm embrace; so civil, soothes our cold chest; so evil. The news is good, tell father, begone your mourn, come hither. Oh, the joy of the forgiven when what we ought is not given.
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