7 The inhabitants of the villages ceased; they had ceased in Israel until I Deborah arose, I arose a mother in Israel.
8 When they chose new gods, the war was at the gates. Was there a shield or spear to be seen among forty thousand in Israel?
9 My heart is toward the princes of Israel, those that offered themselves willingly among the people. Bless ye the Lord.
10 Speak, ye that ride on white asses, ye that preside in judgment, and walk by the way.
11 Because of the noise of archers, taken from among those that draw water, there they shall retell the righteousnesses of the Lord, even the righteousnesses of his villages in Israel. Now shall the people of the Lord go down to the gates.
12 Rise up, rise up, Deborah; rise up, rise up, sing a song. Stand up, Barak and lead thy captivity captive, thou son of Abinoam.
13 Now he has made the remnant of the people to have dominion over the magnificent; the Lord made me have dominion over the mighty.