وَتَوَلَّىٰ

عَنۡهُمۡ

وَقَالَ

يَٰٓأَسَفَىٰ

عَلَىٰ

يُوسُفَ

وَٱبۡيَضَّتۡ

عَيۡنَاهُ

مِنَ

ٱلۡحُزۡنِ

فَهُوَ

كَظِيمٞ

٨٤

He turned away from them, lamenting, “Alas, poor Joseph!” And his eyes turned white out of the grief he suppressed.¹