The captives are at ease together, and hear no overseer’s voice.
There the wicked cease from troubling, there the weary are at rest.
Small and great are there; the servant is free from the master.
He scoffs at the uproar of the city, hears no shouts of a driver.
But the Israelites cried out to the Lord; for with his nine hundred iron chariots Jabin harshly oppressed the Israelites for twenty years.