His eyes are dark like the color of wine, and his teeth are as white as the color of milk.
He ties his donkey to a grapevine, his young donkey to the best branch. He can afford to use wine to wash his clothes and the best wine to wash his robes.
“Zebulun will live near the sea. His shore will be a safe place for ships, and his land will reach as far as Sidon.
Who has trouble? Who has pain? Who fights? Who complains? Who has unnecessary bruises? Who has bloodshot eyes?