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27 At her feet he bowed, he fell,
    he dropped silent.
At her feet he fell, he dropped,
    and where he dropped, there he lay dead.
28 The mother of Sisera waited for him,
    watching through the lattice of the window.
“Why is his chariot so long in returning?” she wondered.
    “Where are the hoofbeats of his horses?”
29 Her wisest ladies in waiting have answers—
    in fact, she herself thinks she knows the reason.

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