8
“Judah,[a] your brothers will praise you; your hand will be on the neck of your enemies; your father’s sons will bow down to you.
9
You are a lion’s cub, Judah; you return from the prey, my son. Like a lion he crouches and lies down, like a lioness—who dares to rouse him?
10
The scepter will not depart from Judah, nor the ruler’s staff from between his feet,[b]until he to whom it belongs[c] shall come and the obedience of the nations shall be his.
11
He will tether his donkey to a vine, his colt to the choicest branch; he will wash his garments in wine, his robes in the blood of grapes.
12
His eyes will be darker than wine, his teeth whiter than milk.[d]