Then was war (in) the gates (?):[321] A shield was not seen, or a spear, Among forty thousand in Israel. My heart (saith) to the lawgivers of Israel, Who gave themselves as a freewill offering among the people: Praise ye Yahveh! Ye that ride on white asses, Ye that sit on cloths, And ye that walk on the road, shout ye! Above the voice of the [noisy ones] at the places of drawing water, There[322] shall they rehearse the righteous acts of Yahveh, Even righteous acts towards his peasants in Israel, (Saying), “Then to the gates descended the people of Yahveh.” Awake, awake, Deborah, Awake, awake, utter a song![323] Arise, Barak, And capture thy capturers,[324] O son of Abinoam! Then to the nobles descended the people of Yahveh (?),[325] They descended unto me among the heroes. Out of Ephraim (came they) whose roots[326] (are) in Amalek, Behind thee, O Benjamin, among thy clans. Out of Machir descended lawgivers, And out of Zebulon they that handle the staff of the scribe. And the princes of Issachar were with Deborah, For Issachar was as Barak; In the valley (of the Kishon) were they sped on the feet, Among the wadis of Reuben great were the searchings of heart. Why didst thou stray among the sheep-folds To hear the bleatings of the flocks? For the wadis of Reuben great were the searchings of heart. Gilead abode beyond the Jordan; And Dan, why does he sojourn in ships? Asher stayed on the sea-shore, And abides in his havens. Zebulon is a people that has jeopardied its life unto the death, And Issachar also on the heights of the plain. Kings came and fought, Then fought the kings of Canaan At Taanach on the waters of Megiddo; They took no spoil of silver. From heaven fought the stars, In their courses they fought against Sisera.[327] The torrent of Kishon swept them away; A torrent of slaughters is the torrent Kishon. Thou hast trodden down the strong ones, O my soul![328] Then did the horse-hoofs strike (the ground) Through the prancings of his steeds. Curse ye Meroz, said the angel of Yahveh, Curse ye bitterly the inhabitants thereof Because they came not to the help of Yahveh, To the help of Yahveh among the heroes. Blessed above women be Jael, The wife of Heber the Kenite, Above women in the tent may she be blessed! Water he asked, milk she gave, In a lordly dish she brought forth butter: Her hand she put to the tent-pin And her right-hand to the workman’s hammer, And with the hammer she smote Sisera, she shattered his head, And struck and pierced his temples. At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay down, At her feet he bowed, he fell; Where he bowed, there lay he dead. Behind the window looked and cried The mother of Sisera behind the lattice: