7 Villagers in Israel would not fight;they held back until I, Deborah, arose,until I arose, a mother in Israel.
8 God chose new leaderswhen war came to the city gates,but not a shield or spear was seenamong forty thousand in Israel.
9 My heart is with Israel’s princes,with the willing volunteers among the people.Praise the Lord!
10 ‘You who ride on white donkeys,sitting on your saddle blankets,and you who walk along the road,consider
11 the voice of the singers at the watering places.They recite the victories of the Lord,the victories of his villagers in Israel.‘Then the people of the Lordwent down to the city gates.
12 “Wake up, wake up, Deborah!Wake up, wake up, break out in song!Arise, Barak!Take captive your captives, son of Abinoam.”
13 ‘The remnant of the nobles came down;the people of the Lord came down to me against the mighty.