The Lord rides on a swift cloud and comes to Egypt. The idols of Egypt tremble before him and the heart of the Egyptians melts. The Lord stirs up Egyptian against Egyptian: brother against brother, city against city, kingdom against kingdom. Egypt loses heart, and they consult the idols, the sorcerers, the mediums and the necromancers. The Lord hands the country over to a hard master and a fierce king.
The waters of the sea and the river dry up; the canals grow foul; fishermen and those who work with flax and weave are in distress. The princes of Zoan are fools, and the wise counselors of Pharaoh give stupid counsel. The princes of Zoan and of Memphis are deluded and lead Egypt astray. The Lord has mingled within her a spirit of confusion, and Egypt staggers in all it does like a drunken man in his vomit. There is nothing Egypt can do, head or tail.
On that day Egypt will be like women, trembling before the uplifted hand of the Lord, and the land of Judah will be a terror to them. But the oracle changes: there will be five cities in Egypt that speak the language of Canaan and swear allegiance to the Lord of hosts. There will be an altar to the Lord in the midst of Egypt and a pillar at its border. It will be a sign and a witness, and when they cry to the Lord because of oppressors, he will send them a savior. The Lord will make himself known to Egypt, which will know him and offer sacrifices and vows. He will strike Egypt, striking and healing; they will return to the Lord, who will listen and heal them.
There will be a highway from Egypt to Assyria, and Assyrians and Egyptians will worship together. On that day Israel will be the third with Egypt and Assyria, a blessing in the midst of the earth. The Lord of hosts will bless them: blessed be Egypt my people, and Assyria the work of my hands, and Israel my inheritance.