6 Seven other heads of grain, thin and scorched by the east wind, sprouted behind them.
7 The thin heads of grain swallowed the seven full, healthy heads. Then Pharaoh woke up. It was only a dream.
8 In the morning he was so upset that he sent for all the magicians and wise men of Egypt. Pharaoh told them his dreams, but no one could tell him what they meant.
9 Then the chief cupbearer spoke to Pharaoh, “I remember a promise I failed to keep.
10 Some time ago when Pharaoh was angry with his servants, he confined me and the chief baker to the captain of the guard’s prison.
11 We both had dreams the same night. Each dream had its own meaning.
12 A young Hebrew, a slave of the captain of the guard, was with us. We told him our dreams, and he told each of us what they meant.