⁶ Blessed `is' Jehovah who hath not given us, A prey to their teeth.

⁹ The enemy said, I pursue, I overtake; I apportion spoil; Filled is my soul with them; I draw out my sword; My hand destroyeth them: --

¹⁰ Thou hast blown with Thy wind The sea hath covered them; They sank as lead in mighty waters.

³⁰ Do they not find? -- they apportion spoil, A female -- two females -- for every head, Spoil of finger-work for Sisera, Spoil of embroidered finger-work, Finger-work -- a pair of embroidered things, For the necks of the spoil!

³¹ So do all Thine enemies perish, O Jehovah, And those loving Him `are' As the going out of the sun in its might!' and the land resteth forty years.

²⁰ `And now, let not my blood fall to the earth over-against the face of Jehovah, for the king of Israel hath come out to seek one flea, as `one' pursueth the partridge in mountains.'

⁹ From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.

¹³ Thou hast sorely thrust me to fall, And Jehovah hath helped me.

⁵ The honour -- the glory of Thy majesty, And the matters of Thy wonders I declare.

⁶ And the strength of Thy fearful acts they tell, And Thy greatness I recount.

¹⁴ And my hand as to a nest Getteth to the wealth of the peoples, And as a gathering of forsaken eggs All the earth I -- I have gathered, And there hath not been one moving wing, Or opening mouth, or whispering.'

¹⁵ -- Doth the axe glorify itself Against him who is hewing with it? Doth the saw magnify itself Against him who is shaking it? As a rod waving those lifting it up! As a staff lifting up that which is not wood!

¹⁶ Therefore doth the Lord, the Lord of Hosts, Send among his fat ones leanness, And under his honour He kindleth a burning As the burning of a fire.

¹⁷ And the light of Israel hath been for a fire, And his Holy One for a flame, And it hath burned, and devoured his thorn And his brier in one day.

¹⁸ And the honour of his forest, and his fruitful field, From soul even unto flesh He doth consume, And it hath been as the fainting of a standard-bearer.

¹⁹ And the rest of the trees of his forest `are' few, And a youth doth write them.