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Judges 5:17-31: in context

17Gilead lived beyond the Jordan. Why did Dan remain in ships? Asher sat still at the haven of the sea, and lived by his creeks. 18Zebulun was a people that jeopardized their lives to the death; Naphtali also, on the high places of the field. 19“The kings came and fought, then the kings of Canaan fought at Taanach by the waters of Megiddo. They took no plunder of silver. 20From the sky the stars fought. From their courses, they fought against Sisera. 21The river Kishon swept them away, that ancient river, the river Kishon. My soul, march on with strength. 22Then the horse hoofs stamped because of the prancing, the prancing of their strong ones. 23‘Curse Meroz,’ said the LORD’s angel. ‘Curse bitterly its inhabitants, because they didn’t come to help the LORD, to help the LORD against the mighty.’ 24“Jael shall be blessed above women, the wife of Heber the Kenite; blessed shall she be above women in the tent. 25He asked for water. She gave him milk. She brought him butter in a lordly dish. 26She put her hand to the tent peg, and her right hand to the workmen’s hammer. With the hammer she struck Sisera. She struck through his head. Yes, she pierced and struck through his temples. 27At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay. At her feet he bowed, he fell. Where he bowed, there he fell down dead. 28“Through the window she looked out, and cried: Sisera’s mother looked through the lattice. ‘Why is his chariot so long in coming? Why do the wheels of his chariots wait?’ 29Her wise ladies answered her, Yes, she returned answer to herself, 30‘Have they not found, have they not divided the plunder? A lady, two ladies to every man; to Sisera a plunder of dyed garments, a plunder of dyed garments embroidered, of dyed garments embroidered on both sides, on the necks of the plunder?’ 31“So let all your enemies perish, LORD, but let those who love him be as the sun when it rises in its strength.” Then the land had rest forty years.

The song of Deborah and Barak weaves many threads. It honors the tribes who risked their lives, Zebulun and Naphtali, and gently shames those who stayed by their ships and sheepfolds. It credits the victory to God: from heaven the stars fought against Sisera. And it ends with a haunting, human image, Sisera's mother at her window, wondering why his chariot is so late in coming.

Even in a victory song, the poet pauses over a grieving mother, imagining her comforting herself with dreams of plunder while, unknown to her, her son lies dead. It is a startling moment of humanity inside a war poem, a reminder of the cost hidden inside every battle, on every side. And the song closes with a prayer that lifts the eyes past the war: so may all your enemies perish, O LORD, but let those who love him be like the sun rising in its strength. From the grief of battle it turns toward the hope of a people who shine like the dawn.

Even in triumph, can I remember the human cost on every side, and long, with the song, for the day God's people rise like the sun and war is no more?

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