1. The splendid crown of Ephraim’s drunkards is doomed,the withering flower, its beautiful splendor,situated at the head of a rich valley,the crown of those overcome with wine.
2. Look, the sovereign master sends a strong, powerful one.With the force of a hailstorm or a destructive windstorm,with the might of a driving, torrential rainstorm,he will knock that crown to the ground with his hand.