24Blessed above women is Jael, Wife of Heber the Kenite, Above women in the tent she is blessed.
25Water he asked -- milk she gave; In a lordly dish she brought near butter.
26Her hand to the pin she sendeth forth, And her right hand to the labourers` hammer, And she hammered Sisera -- she smote his head, Yea, she smote, and it passed through his temple.
27Between her feet he bowed -- He fell, he lay down; Between her feet he bowed, he fell; Where he bowed, there he fell -- destroyed.
28Through the window she hath looked out -- Yea, she crieth out -- the mother of Sisera, Through the lattice: Wherefore is his chariot delaying to come? Wherefore tarried have the steps of his chariot?
29The wise ones, her princesses, answer her, Yea, she returneth her sayings to herself:
30Do they not find? -- they apportion spoil, A female -- two females -- for every head, Spoil of finger-work for Sisera, Spoil of embroidered finger-work, Finger-work -- a pair of embroidered things, For the necks of the spoil!
