11 Her sandals ravished his eyes;her beauty made his soul her captive;with a blade, she cut off his head.
12 The Persians were horrified at her constancy,and the Medes at her boldness.
13 Then the camp of the Assyrians howled,when my humble ones appeared, parched with thirst.
14 The sons of the servant girls have pierced them through,and, like fleeing servants, they have killed them.They perished in battle before the face of the Lord, my God.
15 Let us sing a canticle to the Lord;let us sing a new hymn to our God.
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