1. Woe to the crown of pride, to the drunkards of Ephraim,Whose glorious beauty is a fading flowerWhich is at the head of the verdant valleys,To those who are overcome with wine!
2. Behold, the Lord has a mighty and strong one,Like a tempest of hail and a destroying storm,Like a flood of mighty waters overflowing,Who will bring them down to the earth with His hand.
3. The crown of pride, the drunkards of Ephraim,Will be trampled underfoot;
4. And the glorious beauty is a fading flowerWhich is at the head of the verdant valley,Like the first fruit before the summer,Which an observer sees;He eats it up while it is still in his hand.
5. In that day the Lord of hosts will beFor a crown of glory and a diadem of beautyTo the remnant of His people,
6. For a spirit of justice to him who sits in judgment,And for strength to those who turn back the battle at the gate.