1 Woe [to] the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim. And the fading flower of the beauty of his glory, || That [is] on the head of the fat valley of the broken down of wine.

2 Behold, a mighty and strong one [is] to the Lord, || As a storm of hail—a destructive shower, || As an inundation of mighty waters overflowing, || He cast down to the earth with the hand.

3 The proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim is trodden down by feet,

Isaiah 28:1-3, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
Isaiah 27
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