And the chief of the bakers see that he interpreted good, and he will say to Joseph, I also in my dream, and behold, three wicker-baskets of white bread upon my head.
For by stealing, I was stolen from the land Of the Hebrews: and also here, I have not done anything that they put me in the pit
And in the high basket of all, food of Pharaoh, the work of baking; and the birds ate them from the basket above my head.