Isaiah, Chapter 28, verses 1-4

¹
Woe to that wreath, the pride of Ephraim's drunkards,
to the fading flower, his glorious beauty,
set on the head of a fertile valley-
to that city, the pride of those laid low by wine!

² See, the Lord has one who is powerful and strong.
Like a hailstorm and a destructive wind,
like a driving rain and a flooding downpour,
he will throw it forcefully to the ground.

³ That wreath, the pride of Ephraim's drunkards,
will be trampled underfoot.

⁴ That fading flower, his glorious beauty,
set on the head of a fertile valley,
will be like a fig ripe before harvest-
as soon as someone sees it and takes it in his hand,
he swallows it.

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