therefore LORD will smite with a scab the crown of the head of the daughters of Zion, and LORD will lay bare their secret parts.

For the waters of Nimrim shall be desolate, for the grass is withered away. The tender grass fails. There is no green thing.

And it shall be as when the harvestman gathers the standing grain, and his arm reaps the ears. Yea, it shall be as when he gleans ears in the valley of Rephaim.

O my threshing, and the grain of my floor! That which I have heard from LORD of hosts, the God of Israel, I have declared to you.

Woe to the crown of pride of the drunkards of Ephraim, and to the fading flower of his glorious beauty, which is on the head of the fat valley of those who are overcome with wine!

The crown of pride of the drunkards of Ephraim shall be trodden under foot.

In that day LORD of hosts will become a crown of glory, and a diadem of beauty, to the residue of his people,

Bread [grain] is ground, for he will not be always threshing it. And though the wheel of his cart and his horses scatter it, he does not grind it.

until I come and take you away to a land like your own land, a land of grain and new wine, a land of bread and vineyards.

Therefore their inhabitants were of small power. They were dismayed and confounded. They were as the grass of the field, and as the green herb. As the grass on the housetops, and as a field [of grain] before it is grown up.

Like a swallow [or] a crane, so I chattered. I moaned as a dove. My eyes fail [with looking] upward. O LORD, I am oppressed, be thou my surety.

ye who inflame yourselves among the oaks, under every green tree, who kill the children in the valleys, under the clefts of the rocks?

Thou shall also be a crown of beauty in the hand of LORD, and a royal diadem in the hand of thy God.

LORD has sworn by his right hand, and by the arm of his strength, Surely I will no more give thy grain to be food for thine enemies, and foreigners shall not drink thy new wine, for which thou have labored.