2 “For letting the hair hang loose in Israel [for war],
For the people’s volunteering,+
I to Jehovah, yes, I, will sing.
At your marching out of the field of Eʹdom,+
Clouds also dripped with water.
And the travelers of roadways would travel by roundabout pathways.+
Until I, Debʹo·rah,+ rose up,
Until I rose up as a mother in Israel.+
A shield could not be seen, nor a lance,
Among forty thousand in Israel.+
YOU who sit on rich carpets,*
And YOU who walk on the road,
There they began to recount the righteous acts of Jehovah,+
The righteous acts of his dwellers in open country in Israel.
It was then Jehovah’s people made their way down to the gates.
Awake, awake, utter a song!+
13 It was then the survivors came down to the majestic ones;
Jehovah’s people came down to me against the mighty ones.
With* you, O Benjamin, among your peoples.
Out of Maʹchir+ the commanders went down,
And out of Zebʹu·lun those handling the equipment of a scribe.+
And as Isʹsa·char, so was Baʹrak.+
Into the low plain he was sent on foot.+
16 Why did you sit down between the two saddlebags,
To listen to the pipings for the flocks?+
For the divisions of Reuʹben there were great searchings of the heart.+
And Dan, why did he continue to dwell for the time in ships?+
Ashʹer sat idle at the seashore,
And by his landing places he kept residing.+
19 Kings came, they fought;
It was then that the kings of Caʹnaan fought+
No gain of silver did they take.+
You went treading down strength,+ O my soul.
‘CURSE its inhabitants incessantly,
For they did not come to the assistance of Jehovah,
To the assistance of Jehovah with the mighty ones.’
Among women in the tent she will be most blessed.+
25 Water he asked, milk she gave;
In the large banquet bowl of majestic ones she presented curdled milk.+
26 Her hand to the tent pin she then thrust out,
And her right hand to the mallet of hard workers.+
And she hammered Sisʹe·ra, she pierced his head through,+
And she broke apart and cut up his temples.
27 Between her feet he collapsed, he fell, he lay down;
Between her feet he collapsed, he fell;
Where he collapsed, there he fell overcome.+
The mother of Sisʹe·ra from the lattice,+
‘Why has his war chariot delayed in coming?+
Why must the hoofbeats of his chariots be so late?’+
Yes, she too would talk back to herself with her own sayings,
Spoil of dyed stuffs for Sisʹe·ra, spoil of dyed stuffs,
An embroidered garment, dyed stuff, two embroidered garments
For the necks of [men of] spoil?’*
And the land had no further disturbance for forty years.+