Woe to the crown of pride, to the drunkards of Ephraim,

whose glorious beauty is a fading flower,

which are on the head of the fat valleys of them that are overcome with wine!

Behold, the Lord hath a mighty and strong one,

which as a tempest of hail and a destroying storm,

as a flood of mighty waters overflowing, shall cast down to the earth with the hand.

The crown of pride, the drunkards of Ephraim, shall be trodden under feet:

the priest and the prophet have erred through strong drink, they are swallowed up of wine,

they are out of the way through strong drink; they err in vision, they stumble in judgment.

For all tables are full of vomit and filthiness, so that there is no place clean.

For with stammering lips and another tongue will he speak to this people.

(see Isaiah 28: 1-3, 7b-8, 11)