24  “Most blessed of women be ^aJael,

the wife of Heber the Kenite,

of tent-dwelling women most blessed.

25  ^bHe asked for water and she gave him milk;

she brought him curds in a noble’s bowl.

26  ^cShe sent her hand to the tent peg

and her right hand to the workmen’s mallet;

she struck Sisera;

she crushed his head;

she shattered and pierced his temple.

27  Between her feet

he sank, he fell, he lay still;

between her feet

he sank, he fell;

where he sank,

there he fell—dead.

28  ^d“Out of the window she peered,

the mother of Sisera wailed through ^ethe lattice:

‘Why is his chariot so long in coming?

Why tarry the hoofbeats of his chariots?’

29  Her wisest princesses answer,

indeed, she answers herself,

30  ‘Have they not found and ^fdivided the spoil?—

A womb or two for every man;

spoil of dyed materials for Sisera,

spoil of dyed materials embroidered,

two pieces of dyed work embroidered for the neck as spoil?’

31  ^g“So may all your enemies perish, O Lord!

But your friends be ^hlike the sun ⁱas he rises in his might.”