1 Judith said: Begin to praise my God with drums; sing to the Lord with cymbals. Adapt a psalm for him; lift up your praise, and call upon his name.
2
The Lord is a God who crushes wars. He rescued me from the hand of my oppressors, and brought me into his camp in the midst of his people.
3
The Assyrian came from the mountains in the north; he came with tens of thousands of his warriors; their crowd of people blocked the ravines, and their cavalry covered the hills.
4
He bragged that he would burn my territory, kill my young men with the sword, throw my infants to the ground, take my children as slaves, and rape my virgins.
5
But the Lord Almighty overthrew them by the hand of a woman.
6
Their leader didn't fall to his knees because of young men, nor did the sons of the Titans strike him down, nor did the tall giants assault him. But Judith, Merari's daughter, paralyzed him with her beauty.