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Son of man, raise a lament for Pharaoh, the king of Egypt:

Lion of the nations, your end has come.
    You are like a monster in the seas,
    thrashing about in your streams,
churning up the water with your feet
    and fouling the streams.

Thus says the Lord God:

When many nations are assembled,
    I will throw my net over you
    and haul you up in my seine.
I will throw you on the ground
    and fling you onto an open field.
I will let all the birds of the air settle on you,
    and I will urge all the beasts of the earth
    to eat their fill of you.

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