20 The stars fought from the heavens;

the stars fought with Sisera from their paths.

21 The river Kishon swept them away,m

the ancient river, the river Kishon.

March on, my soul, in strength!

22 The horses’ hooves then hammered—

the galloping, galloping of hisI 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 with the warriors.”

24 Jael is most blessed of women, is Jael,

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 creama in a majestic bowl.

26 She reached for a tent peg,

her right hand, for a workman’s hammer.

Then she hammered Sisera—

she crushed his head;

she shattered and pierced his temple.

27 He collapsed, he fell, he lay down between her feet;

he collapsed, he fell between her feet;

where he collapsed, there he fell—dead.

28 Sisera’s mother looked through the window;

she peered through the lattice, crying out:

“Why is his chariot so long in coming?

Why don’t I hear the hoofbeats of his horses?”A

29 Her wisest princesses answer her;

she even answers herself:

30 “Are they not finding and dividing the spoil—

a girl or twoC for each warrior,

the spoil of colored garments for Sisera,

the spoil of an embroidered garment or two for my neck?”D