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 figs ripe before harvest –as soon as people see them and take them in hand,they swallow them.