⁹ Judah, you are like a lion’s cub.
    You return from hunting, my son.
Like a lion, you lie down and sleep.
    You are like a mother lion. Who dares to wake you up?
¹⁰ The right to rule will not leave Judah.
    The ruler’s scepter will not be taken from between his feet.
It will be his until the king it belongs to will come.
    The nations will obey that king.
¹¹ 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.