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1 Woe, to the crown of pride, to the drunkards of Ephraim, and the withering flower, the beauty of his glory, which is at the head of the valley of fatness, those having been struck down by wine! 2 Behold, a mighty and strong one is unto the Lord, like a storm of hail and a tempest of destruction, like a flood of mighty waters overflowing, He will bring it to the ground with the hand. 3 With his feet, the pride of the crown of the drunkards of Ephraim will be trampled. 4 The fading flower, the beauty of his glory that is on the head of the valley of fatness, will be like a ripe fig before summer, which the one seeing it sees, and with it still in his palm, he swallows it. Isaiah 28:1-4, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
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