
The Proud Crown of Drunkards of Ephraim
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A poem to help you ponder Isaiah 28
“The Proud Crown of the Drunkards of Ephraim”
written by Dwayne Sheridan
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The priests and prophets of ol’ Ephraim
Once crowned with beauty, but their flower did fade
They stagger and stumble, no judgement they give
Their tables spewed over no longer have space
Like the first summer fig going down
The Lord now wears their crown
Woe to those who hear as a child
Not for the lacking, but garbled by pride
They babble on, and drink in the same
And scoff at the judgment decreed by the King
Remember the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim
Now listen, dear children, of ol’ Abraham
Whose leaders take refuge in death and deceit
The plumb line of justice upon you will lower
You’ll be swept away by the hail you have reaped
Don’t strengthen your bonds with Sheol
Remember, the sure Cornerstone
Their flower did fade
Their flower did fade
No rest for the weary, no comfort they gave
Their flower did fade
Their flower did fade
No rest for the weary, no comfort they gave
Woe to those who hear as a child
Not for the lacking, but garbled by pride
They babble on, and drink in the same
And scoff at the judgment decreed by the King
Remember the proud crown of the drunkards of Ephraim
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