1 On that day Deborah and Barak son of Abinoam sang this song:
and the people gladly followed.
Praise the LORD!
Pay attention, you mighty rulers!
For I will sing to the LORD.
I will make music to the LORD, the God of Israel.
and marched across the fields of Edom,
the earth trembled,
and the cloudy skies poured down rain.
the God of Mount Sinai —
in the presence of the LORD,
the God of Israel.
and in the days of Jael,
people avoided the main roads,
and travelers stayed on winding pathways.
until Deborah arose as a mother for Israel.
war erupted at the city gates.
Yet not a shield or spear could be seen
among forty thousand warriors in Israel!
with those who volunteered for war.
Praise the LORD!
you who sit on fancy saddle blankets,
and you who walk along the road.
gathered at the watering holes.
They recount the righteous victories of the LORD
and the victories of his villagers in Israel.
Then the people of the LORD
marched down to the city gates.
Wake up, wake up, and sing a song!
Arise, Barak!
Lead your captives away, son of Abinoam!
The people of the LORD marched down against mighty warriors.
a land that once belonged to the Amalekites;
they followed you, Benjamin, with your troops.
From Makir the commanders marched down;
from Zebulun came those who carry a commander’s staff.
They followed Barak, rushing into the valley.
But in the tribe of Reuben
there was great indecision.c
to hear the shepherds whistle for their flocks?
Yes, in the tribe of Reuben
there was great indecision.
And why did Dan stay home?
Asher sat unmoved at the seashore,
remaining in his harbors.
as did Naphtali, on the heights of the battlefield.
at Taanach near Megiddo’s springs,
but they carried off no silver treasures.
The stars in their orbits fought against Sisera.
that ancient torrent, the Kishon.
March on with courage, my soul!
the galloping, galloping of Sisera’s mighty steeds.
‘Let them be utterly cursed,
because they did not come to help the LORD —
to help the LORD against the mighty warriors.’
the wife of Heber the Kenite.
May she be blessed above all women who live in tents.
and she gave him milk.
In a bowl fit for nobles,
she brought him yogurt.
and with her right hand for the workman’s hammer.
She struck Sisera with the hammer, crushing his head.
With a shattering blow, she pierced his temples.
he lay still at her feet.
And where he sank,
there he died.
Through the window she watched for his return, saying,
‘Why is his chariot so long in coming?
Why don’t we hear the sound of chariot wheels?’
and she repeats these words to herself:
with a woman or two for every man.
There will be colorful robes for Sisera,
and colorful, embroidered robes for me.
Yes, the plunder will include
colorful robes embroidered on both sides.’
But may those who love you rise like the sun in all its power!”
Then there was peace in the land for forty years.