²⁰ From the heavens^(A) the stars fought,
    from their courses they fought against Sisera.
²¹ The river Kishon^(B) swept them away,
    the age-old river, the river Kishon.
    March on, my soul; be strong!^(C)
22 Then thundered the horses’ hooves—
    galloping, galloping go his mighty steeds.^(D)
23 ‘Curse Meroz,’ said the angel of the Lord.
    ‘Curse its people bitterly,
because they did not come to help the Lord,
    to help the Lord against the mighty.’

²⁴ “Most blessed of women^(E) be Jael,^(F)
    the wife of Heber the Kenite,^(G)
    most blessed of tent-dwelling women.
²⁵ He asked for water, and she gave him milk;^(H)
    in a bowl fit for nobles she brought him curdled milk.
²⁶ Her hand reached for the tent peg,
    her right hand for the workman’s hammer.
She struck Sisera, she crushed his head,
    she shattered and pierced his temple.^(I)
27 At her feet he sank,
    he fell; there he lay.
At her feet he sank, he fell;
    where he sank, there he fell—dead^(J).

²⁸ “Through the window^(K) peered Sisera’s mother;
    behind the lattice she cried out,^(L)
‘Why is his chariot so long in coming?
    Why is the clatter of his chariots delayed?’
²⁹ The wisest of her ladies answer her;
    indeed, she keeps saying to herself,
³⁰ ‘Are they not finding and dividing the spoils:^(M)
    a woman or two for each man,
colorful garments as plunder for Sisera,
    colorful garments embroidered,
highly embroidered garments^(N) for my neck—
    all this as plunder?^(O)’

⁹ Do to them as you did to Midian,^(A)
    as you did to Sisera^(B) and Jabin^(C) at the river Kishon,^(D)