25He asked water, [and] she gave him milk; She brought him butter in a lordly dish.
26She put her hand to the tent-pin, Her right hand to the workmen`s hammer; With the hammer she struck Sisera, she struck through his head; Yes, she pierced and struck through his temples.
27At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay; At her feet he bowed, he fell; Where he bowed, there he fell down dead.
28Through the window she looked forth, and cried, The mother of Sisera [cried] through the lattice, Why is his chariot so long in coming? Why do the wheels of his chariots wait?
29Her wise ladies answered her, Yes, she returned answer to herself,
30Have they not found, have they not divided the spoil? A lady, two ladies to every man; To Sisera a spoil of dyed garments, A spoil of dyed garments embroidered, Of dyed garments embroidered on both sides, on the necks of the spoil?
31So let all your enemies perish, Yahweh: But let those who love him be as the sun when he goes forth in his might. The land had rest forty years.
