5 Then he fell asleep again and had a second dream: There were seven heads of grain growing on one stalk, healthy and good.
6 Then seven heads of grain, thin and burned by the east wind, were sprouting up after them.
7 The thin heads swallowed up the seven healthy and full heads. Then Pharaoh woke up and realized it was a dream.
8 In the morning he was troubled, so he called for all the diviner-priests of Egypt and all its wise men. Pharaoh told them his dreams, but no one could interpret them for him.
9 Then the chief cupbearer said to Pharaoh, “Today I recall my failures.
10 Pharaoh was enraged with his servants, and he put me in prison in the house of the captain of the guards – me and the chief baker.
11 We each had a dream one night; each of us had a dream with its own meaning.