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With feet that will trample
    the majestic garland of the drunkards of Ephraim.
The fading blooms of his glorious beauty
    at the head of the fertile valley
Will be like an early fig before summer:
    whoever sees it,
    swallows it as soon as it is in hand.(A)
On that day the Lord of hosts
    will be a glorious crown
And a brilliant diadem
    for the remnant of his people,

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