Sisera, meanwhile, had fled on foot to the tent of Yaʽ
“There is no peace,” said my Elohim, “for the wrong.”
Let their table before them become a snare, And a trap to those at ease.
The pride of man brings him low, But the humble in spirit obtains esteem.
He pours scorn on nobles, And causes them to wander in a pathless waste;
“Blessed above women is Yaʽ
“In the days of Shamgar, the son of Anath, in the days of Yaʽ
But Baraq pursued the chariots and the army as far as Ḥ
And Yaʽ
and the bravest among the mighty flee naked, in that day,” declares יהוה.
