O God, be not thou silent in thy praise: for the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of the deceitful man is opened against me.
How long will you judge unjustly: and accept the persons of the wicked?
They shall come to nothing, like water running down; he hath bent his bow till they be weakened.
I will bless the Lord at all times, his praise shall be always in my mouth.
The sun ariseth, and they are gathered together: and they shall lie down in their dens.
Arise, arise, O Debbora, arise, arise, and utter a canticle. Arise, Barac, and take hold of thy captives, O son of Abinoem.