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The crown of pride of the drunkards of Ephraim shall be trodden under foot:
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and the fading flower of his glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fat valley, shall be as the first-ripe fig before the summer; which when he who looks on it sees, while it is yet in his hand he eats it up.
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In that day will Yahweh of Hosts become a crown of glory, and a diadem of beauty, to the residue of his people;
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and a spirit of justice to him who sits in judgment, and strength to those who turn back the battle at the gate.
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Even these reel with wine, and stagger with strong drink; the priest and the prophet reel with strong drink, they are swallowed up of wine, they stagger with strong drink; they err in vision, they stumble in judgment.