2. When they let down their hair in Israel,they let it blow wild in the wind.The people volunteered with abandon,bless God!
3. Hear O kings! Listen O princes!To God, yes to God, I’ll sing,Make music to God,to the God of Israel.
4-5. God, when you left Seir,marched across the fields of Edom,Earth quaked, yes, the skies poured rain,oh, the clouds made rivers.Mountains leapt before God, the Sinai God,before God, the God of Israel.
6-8. In the time of Shamgar son of Anath,and in the time of Jael,Public roads were abandoned,travelers went by backroads.Warriors became fat and sloppy,no fight left in them.Then you, Deborah, rose up;you got up, a mother in Israel.God chose new leaders,who then fought at the gates.And not a shield or spear to be seenamong the forty companies of Israel.
9. Lift your hearts high, O Israel,with abandon, volunteering yourselves with the people—bless God!
24-27. Most blessed of all women is Jael,wife of Heber the Kenite,most blessed of homemaking women.He asked for water,she brought milk;In a handsome bowl,she offered cream.She grabbed a tent peg in her left hand,with her right hand she seized a hammer.She hammered Sisera, she smashed his head,she drove a hole through his temple.He slumped at her feet. He fell. He sprawled.He slumped at her feet. He fell.Slumped. Fallen. Dead.
28-30. Sisera’s mother waited at the window,a weary, anxious watch.“What’s keeping his chariot?What delays his chariot’s rumble?”The wisest of her ladies-in-waiting answerswith calm, reassuring words,“Don’t you think they’re busy at plunder,dividing up the loot?A girl, maybe two girls,for each man,And for Sisera a bright silk shirt,a prize, fancy silk shirt!And a colorful scarf—make it two scarves—to grace the neck of the plunderer.”