The Song of Deborah 1On that day Deborah and Barak son of Abinoam sang this song:
2“When the princes in Israel take the lead, when the people willingly offer themselves— praise the LORD !
3“Hear this, you kings! Listen, you rulers! I, even I, will sing to
4“When you, LORD, went out from Seir, when you marched from the land of Edom, the earth shook, the heavens poured, the clouds poured down water.
5The mountains quaked before the LORD, the One of Sinai, before the LORD, the God of Israel.
6“In the days of Shamgar son of Anath, in the days of Jael, the highways were abandoned; travelers took to winding paths.
7Villagers in Israel would not fight; they held back until I, Deborah, arose, until I arose, a mother in Israel.
8God chose new leaders when war came to the city gates, but not a shield or spear was seen among forty thousand in Israel.
9My heart is with Israel’s princes, with the willing volunteers among the people. Praise the LORD !
10“You who ride on white donkeys, sitting on your saddle blankets, and you who walk along the road, consider
11the voice of the singers
12‘Wake up, wake up, Deborah! Wake up, wake up, break out in song! Arise, Barak! Take captive your captives, son of Abinoam.’
13“The remnant of the nobles came down; the people of the LORD came down to me against the mighty.
14Some came from Ephraim, whose roots were in Amalek; Benjamin was with the people who followed you. From Makir captains came down, from Zebulun those who bear a commander’s
15The princes of Issachar were with Deborah; yes, Issachar was with Barak, sent under his command into the valley. In the districts of Reuben there was much searching of heart.
16Why did you stay among the sheep pens
17Gilead stayed beyond the Jordan. And Dan, why did he linger by the ships? Asher remained on the coast and stayed in his coves.
18The people of Zebulun risked their very lives; so did Naphtali on the terraced fields.
19“Kings came, they fought, the kings of Canaan fought. At Taanach, by the waters of Megiddo, they took no plunder of silver.
20From the heavens the stars fought, from their courses they fought against Sisera.
21The river Kishon swept them away, the age-old river, the river Kishon. March on, my soul; be strong!
22Then thundered the horses’ hooves— galloping, galloping go his mighty steeds.
23‘Curse Meroz,’ said the angel of the LORD . ‘Curse its people bitterly, because they did not come to help the LORD, to help the LORD against the mighty.’
24“Most blessed of women be Jael, the wife of Heber the Kenite, most blessed of tent-dwelling women.
25He asked for water, and she gave him milk; in a bowl fit for nobles she brought him curdled milk.
26Her hand reached for the tent peg, her right hand for the workman’s hammer. She struck Sisera, she crushed his head, she shattered and pierced his temple.
27At her feet he sank, he fell; there he lay. At her feet he sank, he fell; where he sank, there he fell—dead.
28“Through the window peered Sisera’s mother; behind the lattice she cried out, ‘Why is his chariot so long in coming? Why is the clatter of his chariots delayed?’
29The wisest of her ladies answer her; indeed, she keeps saying to herself,
30‘Are they not finding and dividing the spoils: a woman or two for each man, colorful garments as plunder for Sisera, colorful garments embroidered, highly embroidered garments for my neck— all this as plunder?’ 31“So may all your enemies perish, LORD ! But may all who love you be like the sun when it rises in its strength.” Then the land had peace forty years.