Isaiah 28:1 - 28:6

Woe to the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim,

And to the fading flower of its glorious beauty,

Which is at the head of the fertile valley

Of those who are overcome with wine!

Behold, the Lord has a strong and courageous agent;

As a storm of hail, a tempest of destruction,

Like a storm of mighty overflowing waters,

He has set it down to the earth with His hand.

The proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim is trodden under foot.

And the fading flower of its glorious beauty,

Which is at the head of the fertile valley,

Will be like the first‑ripe fig prior to summer,

Which one sees,

And as soon as it is in his hand,

He swallows it.

In that day Yahweh of hosts will become a beautiful crown

And a glorious diadem to the remnant of His people;

A spirit of just judgment for him who sits in judgment,

A might to those who turn back the onslaught at the gate.