1Woe to the majestic crown of Ephraim’s drunkards, to the fading flower of his glorious splendor, set on the summit above the fertile valley, the pride of those overcome by wine.
2Behold, the Lord has one who is strong and mighty. Like a hailstorm or destructive tempest, like a driving rain or flooding downpour, he will smash that crown to the ground.
3The majestic crown of Ephraim’s drunkards will be trampled underfoot.
4The fading flower of his beautiful splendor, set on the summit above the fertile valley, will be like a ripe fig before the summer harvest: Whoever sees it will take it in his hand and swallow it.
5On that day the LORD of Hosts will be a crown of glory, a diadem of splendor to the remnant of His people,
6a spirit of justice to him who sits in judgment, and a strength to those who repel the onslaught at the gate.