11
Then my oppressed people shouted for joy; my weak people shouted and the enemy trembled; they lifted up their voices, and the enemy were turned back.
9
Her sandal ravished his eyes, her beauty captivated his mind, and the sword severed his neck.
10
The Persians trembled at her boldness, the Medes were daunted at her daring.
11
Then my oppressed people shouted for joy; my weak people shouted and the enemy trembled; they lifted up their voices, and the enemy were turned back.
12
The sons of maidservants have pierced them through; they were wounded like the children of fugitives, they perished before the army of my Lord.
13
I will sing to my God a new song: O Lord, thou are great and glorious, wonderful in strength, invincible.
Revised Standard Version of the Bible, copyright 1952 [2nd edition, 1971] by the Division of Christian Education of the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved.