Coverdale(i)
29 Now whan Ruben came agayne vnto the pytt, & founde not Ioseph therin, he rent his clothes,
30 and came agayne to his brethre and sayde: The lad is not yonder, whyther shal I go?
31 Then toke they Iosephs cote & slewe a goate, and dypped the cote in ye bloude,
32 and sent awaye that partie coloured cote, and caused it be brought vnto their father and sayde: This haue we founde, loke, whether it be thy sonnes coate, or no.
33 But he knewe it, and sayde: It is my sonnes coate, a wicked beast hath deuoured him, a rauyshinge beast hath rauyshed Ioseph.
34 And Iacob rete his clothes, and put a sack cloth aboute his loynes, & mourned for his sonne a longe season.