11-17 Doom to those who get up earlyand start drinking booze before breakfast,Who stay up all hours of the nightdrinking themselves into a stupor.They make sure their banquets are well-furnishedwith harps and flutes and plenty of wine,But they’ll have nothing to do with the work of God,pay no mind to what he is doing.Therefore my people will end up in exilebecause they don’t know the score.Their “big men” will starve to deathand the common people die of thirst.Sheol developed a huge appetite,swallowing people nonstop!Big people and little people alikedown that gullet, to say nothing of all the drunks.The down-and-out on a parwith the high-and-mighty,Windbag boasters crumpled,flaccid as a punctured bladder.But by working justice,God-of-the-Angel-Armies will be a mountain.By working righteousness,Holy God will show what “holy” is.And lambs will grazeas if they owned the place,Kids and calvesright at home in the ruins.