8
For she put off the garment of her widowhood for the exaltation of those that were oppressed in Israel, and anointed her face with ointment, and bound her hair in a tire, and took a linen garment to deceive him.
9
Her sandals ravished his eyes, her beauty took his mind prisoner, and the fauchion passed through his neck.
10
The Persians quaked at her boldness, and the Medes were daunted at her hardiness.
11
Then my afflicted shouted for joy, and my weak ones cried aloud; but they were astonished: these lifted up their voices, but they were overthrown.
12
The sons of the damsels have pierced them through, and wounded them as fugatives' children: they perished by the battle of the Lord.
The Brenton translation of the Septuagint is in the public domain.