13-17 Joseph:“Blessed by God be his land:The best fresh dew from high heaven,and fountains springing from the depths;The best radiance streaming from the sunand the best the moon has to offer;Beauty pouring off the tops of the mountainsand the best from the everlasting hills;The best of Earth’s exuberant gifts,the smile of the Burning-Bush Dweller.All this on the head of Joseph,on the brow of the consecrated one among his brothers.In splendor he’s like a firstborn bull,his horns the horns of a wild ox;He’ll gore the nations with those horns,push them all to the ends of the Earth.Ephraim by the ten thousands will do this,Manasseh by the thousands will do this.”