This is what the Lord says: Look, water is rising from the north and becoming an overflowing wadi. It will overflow the land and everything in it, the cities and their inhabitants. The people will cry out, and every inhabitant of the land will wail.
Because of this, won’t the land quake and all who dwell in it mourn? All of it will rise like the Nile; it will surge and then subside like the Nile in Egypt.
After those sixty-two weeks the Anointed One will be cut off and will have nothing. The people of the coming ruler will destroy the city and the sanctuary. The end will come with a flood, and until the end there will be war; desolations are decreed.
Who is this coming from Edom in crimson-stained garments from Bozrah – this one who is splendid in his apparel, striding in his formidable might? It is I, proclaiming vindication, powerful to save.
Who is this coming up from the wilderness, leaning on the one she loves? I awakened you under the apricot tree. There your mother conceived you; there she conceived and gave you birth.
‘Son of man, lament for Pharaoh king of Egypt and say to him, “You compare yourself to a lion of the nations, but you are like a monster , in the seas. You thrash about in your rivers, churn up the waters with your feet, and muddy the rivers.
‘His sons will mobilise for war and assemble a large number of armed forces. They will advance, sweeping through like a flood, , and will again wage war as far as his fortress.