28. Through the window she looked;Sisera’s mother cried out through the lattice:‘Why is his chariot so slow to return?Why are the hoofbeats of his chariot-horses delayed?’
29. The wisest of her ladies answer;indeed she even thinks to herself,
30. ‘No doubt they are gathering and dividing the plunder – a girl or two for each man to rape!Sisera is grabbing up colorful cloth,he is grabbing up colorful embroidered cloth,two pieces of colorful embroidered cloth,for the neck of the plunderer!’
31. May all your enemies perish like this, O Lord!But may those who love you shinelike the rising sun at its brightest!”And the land had rest for forty years.