3
The crown of pride, the hirelings of Ephraim, shall be beaten down with the hands and with the feet.
4
And the fading flower of the glorious hope on the top of the high mountain shall be as the early fig; he that sees it, before he takes it into his hand, will desire to swallow it down.
5
In that day the Lord of hosts shall be the crown of hope, the woven of glory, to the remnant of the people.
6
They shall be left in the spirit of judgment for judgment, and for the strength of them that hinder slaying.
7
For these have trespassed through wine; they have erred through strong drink: the priest and the prophet are mad through strong drink, they are swallowed up by reason of wine, they have staggered through drunkenness; they have erred: this is vision.
The Brenton translation of the Septuagint is in the public domain.