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In the days of Shamgar son of Anath,
    in the days of Yael,
the highways were deserted,
travelers walked by crooked paths.
Villages were deserted in Israel,
deserted, until I, Deborah, arose,
    a mother in Israel arose.
They chose new gods—
then war was in the gates.
No shield or spear was seen
    among 40,000 in Israel!

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