New gods were chosen; Then war was in
the gates. Not a shield or a spear was seen Among forty thousand in Israel.
My heart goes out
to the commanders of Israel, The volunteers among the people; Bless the LORD!
You who ride on white donkeys, You who sit on rich
carpets, And you who travel on the road—shout in praise!
At the sound of those who distribute water
among the watering places, There they will recount the righteous deeds of the LORD, The righteous deeds for His peasantry in Israel. Then the people of the LORD went down to the gates.
'Awake, awake, Deborah; Awake, awake, sing a song! Arise, Barak, and lead away your captives, son of Abinoam.
Then survivors came down to the nobles; The people of the LORD came down to me as warriors.