1. Woe to the crown of pride of the drunkards of Ephraim, and to the fading flower of his glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fertile valley of those who are overcome with wine!
2. Behold, the Lord has a mighty and strong one. Like a storm of hail, a destroying storm, and like a storm of mighty waters overflowing, he will cast them down to the earth with his hand.
3. The crown of pride of the drunkards of Ephraim will be trodden under foot.
4. The fading flower of his glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fertile valley, shall be like the first-ripe fig before the summer; which someone picks and eats as soon as he sees it.
5. In that day, the Lord of Hosts will become a crown of glory, and a diadem of beauty, to the residue of his people;
6. and a spirit of justice to him who sits in judgement, and strength to those who turn back the battle at the gate.
7. They also reel with wine, and stagger with strong drink. The priest and the prophet reel with strong drink. They are swallowed up by wine. They stagger with strong drink. They err in vision. They stumble in judgement.
8. For all tables are completely full of filthy vomit and filthiness.