The scepter shall not depart from Judah,
nor the ruler’s staff from between his feet,
until tribute comes to him;
and to him shall be the obedience of the peoples.
The promise of a royal line had been a blessing given to Judah uttered solemnly in faith by his aging patriarchal father Jacob. The blessing of the kingdom expanded as God promised the throne to the lineage of King David, “Then I will establish your royal throne over Israel forever, as I promised David your father, saying, ‘You shall not lack a man on the throne of Israel.’” (I Kings 9:5).
But, the royal root rotted.
The throne was not good, evil was the new counterfeiter.
The king’s glory no longer gleemed, for darkness shrouded light.
His reign put bitter for sweet and sweet was now bitter.
His rule was only shrewd in his own self-centered sight.
Heroes at drinking wine, life was wasted to fritter,
Acquitting the guilty, depriving the innocent of right.
God no longer defended and protected the land. He allowed the enemy to conquer. The kingdom was gone and the people were exiled.
So their root will be as rottenness,
and their blossom go up like dust;
for they have rejected the law of the Lord of hosts,
and have despised the word of the Holy One of Israel.
But, what about the royal root? Did God forsake his people and the promise?
Silent royal root. Not forsaken, the royal root waited unseen. The time was coming…a wee babe would be born.
Then it will come about in that day that the nations will resort to the root of Jesse, who will stand as a signal for the peoples; and His resting place will be glory.
In days to come Jacob shall take root,
Israel shall blossom and put forth shoots
and fill the whole world with fruit.