Woe to those who are heroes in drinking wine and champions in mixing strong drink,
Woe to those who rise early in the morning in pursuit of strong drink, who linger into the evening, to be inflamed by wi
Woe to him who gives drink to his neighbors, pouring it from the wineskin until they are drunk, in order to gaze at thei
These also stagger from wine and stumble from strong drink: Priests and prophets reel from strong drink and are befuddle
Listen, my son, and be wise, and guide your heart on the right course.
“Come, let me get the wine, let us imbibe the strong drink, and tomorrow will be like today, only far better!”
Woe to the majestic crown of Ephraim’s drunkards, to the fading flower of his glorious splendor, set on the summit above