¹¹ Wo `to' those rising early in the morning, Strong drink they pursue! Tarrying in twilight, wine inflameth them!

²² Wo `to' the mighty to drink wine, And men of strength to mingle strong drink.

²⁹ Who hath wo? who hath sorrow? Who hath contentions? who hath plaint? Who hath wounds without cause? Who hath redness of eyes?

³⁰ Those tarrying by the wine, Those going in to search out mixed wine.

¹⁶ Wo to thee, O land, when thy king `is' a youth, And thy princes do eat in the morning.

¹⁷ Happy art thou, O land, When thy king `is' a son of freemen, And thy princes do eat in due season, For might, and not for drunkenness.

¹³ as in day-time, let us walk becomingly; not in revellings and drunkennesses, not in chamberings and lasciviousnesses, not in strife and emulation;

⁷ And even these through wine have erred, And through strong drink have wandered, Priest and prophet erred through strong drink, They have been swallowed up of the wine, They wandered because of the strong drink, They have erred in seeing, They have stumbled judicially.

⁸ For all tables have been full of vomit, Filth -- without place!

¹ Wo `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.

¹ Wine `is' a scorner -- strong drink `is' noisy, And any going astray in it is not wise.

⁶ so, then, we may not sleep as also the others, but watch and be sober,

⁷ for those sleeping, by night do sleep, and those making themselves drunk, by night are drunken,

²¹ envyings, murders, drunkennesses, revellings, and such like, of which I tell you before, as I also said before, that those doing such things the reign of God shall not inherit.

¹⁰ nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor extortioners, the reign of God shall inherit.

³⁴ `And take heed to yourselves, lest your hearts may be weighed down with surfeiting, and drunkenness, and anxieties of life, and suddenly that day may come on you,

¹⁵ Wo `to' him who is giving drink to his neighbour, Pouring out thy bottle, and also making drunk, In order to look on their nakedness.

⁵ A day of our king! Princes have polluted themselves `with' the poison of wine, He hath drawn out his hand with scorners.

⁶ For they have drawn near, As an oven `is' their heart, In their lying in wait all the night sleep doth their baker, Morning! he is burning as a flaming fire.

³² Its latter end -- as a serpent it biteth, And as a basilisk it stingeth.