YOḆELIM 47 (Jubilees 47)

1 And in the seventh week, in the seventh year, in the forty-seventh Yoḇĕl, your father went out from the land of Kena’an, and you were born in the fourth week, in the sixth year, in the forty-eighth Yoḇĕl; this was the time of tribulation on the children of Yisra’ĕl.

2 And Pharaoh, sovereign of Mitsrayim, issued a command regarding them that they should throw all their male children which were born into the river.

3 And for seven months they threw them in until the day that you were born. And your mother hid you for three months, and they informed regarding her.

4 But she made an ark for you, and covered it with pitch and asphalt, and placed it in the reeds on the bank of the river, and she placed you in it seven days. And your mother came by night and nursed you, and by day Miryam, your sister, guarded you from the birds.

5 And in those days Tharmuth, the daughter of Pharaoh, came to bathe in the river, and she heard your voice crying, and she told her female servants to bring you out, and they brought you to her.

6 And she took you out of the ark, and she had compassion on you.

7 And your sister said to her, “Shall I go and call to you one of the Iḇri women to nurse and suckle this infant for you?” And she said, “Go.”

8 And she went and called your mother Yoḵeḇeḏ, and she gave her wages, and she nursed you.

9 And afterwards, when you were grown up, they brought you to the daughter of Pharaoh, and you became her son. And Amram your father taught you writing, and after you had completed three weeks they brought you into the royal court,

10 and you were three weeks of years at court until the time when you went out from the royal court and saw a Mitsrite smiting your friend who was of the children of Yisra’ĕl, and you slew him and hid him in the sand.

11 And on the second day you found two of the children of Yisra’ĕl striving together, and you said to him who was doing the wrong, “Why do you smite your brother?”

12 And he was wroth and displeased, and said, “Who made you a prince and a judge over us? Do you think to kill me as you killed the Mitsrite yesterday?” And you feared and fled on account of these words.