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CHAPTER 28

                 1Woe, crown of the pride of Ephraim’s drunkards,

                     and a withered blossom his glory’s splendor

                         on the head of the fat-proud, stunned by wine.

                 2Look, one powerful and strong for the Master,

                     like a current of hail, a storm of destruction,

                 like a current of mighty rushing waters,

                     He brings down to the earth.

                 3Underfoot shall be trampled

                     the crown of the pride of Ephraim’s drunkards.

                 4And his glory’s splendor shall become a withered blossom

                     on the head of the fat-proud,

                 like a new fig before the harvest—

                     who sees it will swallow it still in his hand.

                 5On that day the LORD of Armies shall become

                     a crown of splendor and a tiara of glory to His people’s remnant,

                 6and a spirit of justice for him who is seated in judgment

                     and valor for those who drive back battle from the gate.

                 7And these, too, blundered through wine

                     and through strong drink went astray.

                 Priest and prophet blundered through strong drink,

                     were confounded through wine,

                 went astray through strong drink,

                     blundered with the seer,

                         juddered in judgment.

                 8For all the tables were covered with vomit,

                     filth, with no space left.

                 9To whom will they teach knowledge

                     and to whom will they convey lessons?—

                 to the milk-weaned,

                     to babes pulled from the breast?

                 10For it is filth-pilth, filth-pilth,

                     vomit-momit, vomit-momit,

                         a little here, a little there.

                 11For in a barbarous tongue

                     and in alien language

                         He shall speak to this people

                 12to whom He said, “This is rest—leave it for the weary,

                     and this is repose,” and they did not want to listen.

                 13And the word of the LORD became for them—

                     filth-pilth, filth-pilth,

                     vomit-momit, vomit-momit,

                         a little here, a little here.

                 So that they should walk and stumble backward,

                     and be broken, snared, and trapped.

                 14Therefore, hear the word of the LORD,

                     men of mockery,

                 rulers of this people

                     who are in Jerusalem.

                 15For you said, “We have sealed a covenant with Death,

                     and with Sheol we have made a pact.

                 No sweeping scourge that passes by

                     will reach us,

                 for we have made falsehood our refuge

                     and in lies we have taken shelter.”

                 16Therefore thus said the Master the LORD:

                     I am about to lay a foundation stone in Zion,

                         the stone for a tower,

                 a precious corner, a solid foundation.

                     He who trusts shall have nothing to fear.

                 17And I will make justice the measuring cord

                     and righteousness the plumb line.

                 And hail shall sweep away the refuge of falsehood,

                     and the shelter, water shall wash off.

                 18And your covenant with Death shall be canceled,

                     your pact with Sheol shall not come about.

                 The sweeping scourge that passes by—

                     you shall be crushed by it.

                 19As it passes it shall take you

                     by day and by night,

                 and the conveying of lessons,

                     shall be naught but horror.

                 20For the couch is too short to stretch out on,

                     and the blanket too narrow to cover one up.

                 21For like Mount Perazim the LORD shall arise,

                     like Gibeon Valley He shall rage

                 to do His deed, strange is His deed,

                     and to accomplish His work, alien His work.

                 22And now, do not mock,

                     lest your reins pull tight,

                 for direly decreed I have heard it

                     from the Master, the LORD

                         over all the earth.

                 23Give ear and hear My voice,

                     attend and hear My utterance.

                 24Does the plowman plow all day to sow,

                     break open and harrow his soil?

                 25When he levels its surface,

                     will he not scatter fennel and broadcast cumin

                 and set wheat in rows

                     and barley in plots

                         and spelt as a border?

                 26For He guides him rightly,

                     his God instructs him.

                 27For fennel is not beaten with a threshing sledge

                     nor does the cartwheel roll over cumin.

                 For fennel is beaten with a stick

                     and cumin with a stick.

                 28Grain for bread is pounded,

                     but the thresher does not thresh it forever.

                 He runs over it with his cartwheel

                     but his horses do not crush it.

                 29This too from the LORD of Armies issues forth,

                     He is wondrous in counsel, His wisdom is great.