21 The river Kishon swept them away, the ancient river, the river Kishon.March on, my soul, in strength!
22 The horses’ hooves then hammered —the galloping, galloping of his stallions.
23 “Curse Meroz,” says the Angel of the Lord,“Bitterly curse her inhabitants,for they did not come to help the Lord,to help the Lord against the mighty warriors.”
24 Jael is most blessed of women,the wife of Heber the Kenite;she is most blessed among tent-dwelling women.
25 He asked for water; she gave him milk.She brought him curdled milk in a majestic bowl.
26 She reached for a tent peg,her right hand, for a workman’s mallet.Then she hammered Sisera —she crushed his head;she shattered and pierced his temple.
27 He collapsed, he fell, he lay down at her feet;he collapsed, he fell at her feet;where he collapsed, there he fell — dead.