His eyes will be darker than wine. His teeth will be whiter than milk.
He will tie his donkey to a vine. He will tie his colt to the very best branch. He will wash his clothes in wine. He will wash his robes in the red juice of grapes.
“Zebulun will live by the seashore. He will become a safe harbor for ships. His border will go out toward Sidon.
Who has trouble? Who has sorrow? Who argues? Who has problems? Who has wounds for no reason? Who has red eyes?