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Then the tarnished elegance of intoxicated Ephraim
    will lie trampled in the dirt.
And the fading flower of its glorious beauty
    that crowned Ephraim’s fertile valley
Will be snatched up and consumed as soon as someone sees it,
    like the first ripened fig before summer.
In that day the Eternal, Commander of heavenly armies, will be a beautiful crown,
    a glorious diadem, for His people who survive.

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That wreath, the pride of Ephraim’s(A) drunkards,
    will be trampled(B) underfoot.
That fading flower, his glorious beauty,
    set on the head of a fertile valley,(C)
will be like figs(D) ripe before harvest—
    as soon as people see them and take them in hand,
    they swallow them.

In that day(E) the Lord Almighty
    will be a glorious(F) crown,(G)
a beautiful wreath
    for the remnant(H) of his people.

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