Judges 5:24-30

“May Jael, the wife of Heber the Kenite, be blessed above all women who live in tents. Sisera asked for water, but Jael gave him milk. In a bowl fit for a ruler, she brought him cream. Jael reached out and took the tent peg. Her right hand reached for the workman’s hammer. She hit Sisera! She smashed his head! She crushed and pierced the side of his head! At Jael’s feet he sank. He fell, and he lay there. At her feet he sank. He fell. Where Sisera sank, there he fell, dead! “Sisera’s mother looked out through the window. She looked through the curtains and cried out, ‘Why is Sisera’s chariot so late in coming? Why are sounds of his chariots’ horses delayed?’ The wisest of her servant ladies answer her, and Sisera’s mother says to herself, ‘Surely they are robbing the people they defeated! Surely they are dividing those things among themselves! Each soldier is given a girl or two. Maybe Sisera is taking pieces of dyed cloth. Maybe they are even taking pieces of dyed, embroidered cloth for the necks of the victors!’