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27 At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay down; at her feet he bowed, he fell; where he bowed, sham (there) he fell down dead.

28 The Em Sisra looked out through the chalon (window), and cried through the lattice, Why is his chariot so long in coming? Why tarry the wheels of his marekevot (chariots)?

29 Her chachemot sarot (wisest ladies) answered her, indeed, she repeats to herself her words,

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