And it cometh to pass, on the third day, Pharaoh's birthday, that he maketh a banquet to all his servants, and lifteth up the head of the chief of the butlers, and the head of the chief of the bakers among his servants,

Belshazzar the king hath made a great feast to a thousand of his great men, and before the thousand he is drinking wine;

But the birthday of Herod being kept, the daughter of Herodias danced in the midst, and did please Herod,

And a seasonable day having come, when Herod on his birthday was making a supper to his great men, and to the chiefs of thousands, and to the first men of Galilee,

Made

Wine is a scorner -- strong drink is noisy, And any going astray in it is not wise.

Woe to those rising early in the morning, Strong drink they pursue! Tarrying in twilight, wine inflameth them!

Woe to the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim. And the fading flower of the beauty of his glory, That is on the head of the fat valley of the broken down of wine.

Woe to him who is giving drink to his neighbour, Pouring out thy bottle, and also making drunk, In order to look on their nakedness.

and be not drunk with wine, in which is dissoluteness, but be filled in the Spirit,

for sufficient to us is the past time of life the will of the nations to have wrought, having walked in lasciviousnesses, desires, excesses of wines, revellings, drinking-bouts, and unlawful idolatries,

He stretched

And it cometh to pass, at the king's hearing the word of the man of God that he calleth against the altar in Beth-El, that Jeroboam putteth forth his hand from off the altar, saying, 'Catch him;' and his hand is dried up that he hath put forth against him, and he is not able to bring it back unto him,

With scorners

O the happiness of that one, who Hath not walked in the counsel of the wicked. And in the way of sinners hath not stood, And in the seat of scorners hath not sat;

Those sitting at the gate meditate concerning me, And those drinking strong drink, Play on instruments.

Whoso is walking with wise men is wise, And a companion of fools suffereth evil.

Who hath woe? who hath sorrow? Who hath contentions? who hath plaint? Who hath wounds without cause? Who hath redness of eyes?

they have drunk wine, and have praised the gods of gold, and of silver, of brass, of iron, of wood, and of stone.

General references

Doth a man take fire into his bosom, And are his garments not burnt?

Wine is a scorner -- strong drink is noisy, And any going astray in it is not wise.

Not for kings, O Lemuel, Not for kings, to drink wine, And for princes a desire of strong drink.