According to the Book of Genesis, Naphtali (/ˈnæftəlaɪ/; Hebrew: נַפְתָּלִי, Modern Naftali, Tiberian Nap̄tālî ; "my struggle") was the sixth son of Jacob and second son with Bilhah. He was the founder of the Israelite Tribe of Naphtali. However, some Biblical scholars view this as postdiction, an eponymous metaphor providing an aetiology of the connectedness of the tribe to others in the Israelite confederation.
The text of the Torah states that the name of Naphtali refers to the struggle between Rachel and Leah for the favours of Jacob; Bilhah was the handmaid of Rachel, who had thought herself to be infertile, and had persuaded Jacob to have a child with Bilhah as a proxy for having one with herself.
The biblical account shows Bilhah's status as a handmaid change to an actual wife of Jacob Genesis 30:4. Her handmaid status is regarded by some biblical scholars as indicating that the authors saw the tribe of Naphtali as being not of entirely Israelite origin; this may have been the result of a typographic error, as the names of Naphtali and Issachar appear to have changed places elsewhere in the text, and the birth narrative of Naphtali and Issachar is regarded by some textual critics as having been spliced together from its sources in a manner which has highly corrupted the narrative.
Naphtali is the sixth son of Jacob (and second son with Bilhah) in the Bible and the founder of the Israelite Tribe of Naphtali.
Naphtali, Naftali or Naftoli may also refer to:
All the women in the factory
When their faces blow a fuse, it's a miracle
I have to feed them facts to be alone
Magnifico
Oh, fellas and umbrellas in the middle of the night
What you gonna do when the menanites bite?
Lock lips in the teddy boy's Chevrolet
Dutch tips and you're punked in the alleyway
Novotel, the phone's tapped anyway
Novotel, I need something of my own
No dice, I feed them facts to be alone
And alone and alone, yeah
Smoke crack like Isaac Asimov
Faux black delayed reaction of
Sure enough, she's snuggling up to me
I've got to feed them facts
She never listened when I tell her that I want to go
She should have come when I invited you to see my show
Gee it's a pity that your momma had to get away
I've got to break for the holiday
Down in the factory
I've got to bring them back to me
'Cause if you care I don't want to come back to there
Down in the factory
When their faces blow a fuse, it's a miracle
I have to feed them facts to be alone
Magnifico
And the women don't look back to me
I got a motel momma down in the cannery
I've got to feed them facts to be alone