“In the days of Shamgar the son of Anath, in the days of Jael, the highways were unoccupied.
The travelers walked through byways.
The rulers ceased in Israel.
They ceased until I, Deborah, arose; Until I arose a mother in Israel.
They chose new gods.
Then war was in the gates.
Was there a shield or spear seen among forty thousand in Israel?
My heart is toward the governors of Israel, who offered themselves willingly among the people.
Bless the LORD!
“Speak, you who ride on white donkeys, you who sit on rich carpets, and you who walk by the way.