CAP. XXVIII.
[verse 1] Wo to the coroun of pride, to the drunkun men of Effraym, and to the flour fallynge doun of the glorie of the ful out ioiyng therof, that weren in the cop of the fatteste valei, and erriden [erride I.] of wyn. [verse 2] Lo! the myȝti and strong Lord, as the feersnesse of hail, a [and A.] whirlwynd brekynge togidere, as the fersnesse of many watris flowynge, and sent out on a large lond. [verse 3] The coroun of pride of the drunken men of Effraym schal be defoulid with feet, [verse 4] and the flour of glorie of the ful out ioi|yng of hym, that is on the cop of valei [the valei I.] of fat thingis, schal be fallyng doun, as a tymeli thing bifore the ripenesse of her|uest; which whanne a man seynge bi|holdith, anoon as he takith with hond, he schal deuoure it. [verse 5] In that dai the Lord of oostis schal be a coroun of glorie, and a garlond of ful out ioiyng, to the residue of [verse 6] his puple; and a spirit of doom to [of N.] hym that sittith on the trone, and strengthe to hem that turnen aȝen fro batel to the ȝate. [verse 7] But also thei knewen not for wyn, and erriden for drunkenesse; the preest and profete knewen not for drunkenesse; thei weren sopun up of wyn, thei erriden in drunkenesse; thei knewen not a profete, thei knewen not doom. [verse 8] For whi alle bordis weren fillid with spuyng and filthis, so that ther was no more place. [verse 9] Whom schal he teche kunnyng, and whom schal he make to vndurstonde heryng? Men wenyd fro mylk, men drawun awei fro tetis. [verse 10] For whi comaunde thou, comaunde