Her sandals ravished his eyes; her beauty took his mind prisoner; and the broadsword passed through his neck.
The Persians quaked at her boldness; and the Medes were daunted by her hardiness. Then my afflicted shouted for joy and my weak ones cried aloud. But they were astonished; these lifted up their voices, but they were overthrown.
The sons of the gentlewomen have pierced them through and wounded them as fugitives' children; they perished by the battle of the Lord.
I will sing to the Lord a new song. O Lord, you are great and glorious, wonderful in strength, and invincible.