<p class="poetry">Wake up, wake up, Deborah!p> <p class="poetry">Wake up, wake up, sing a song!p> <p class="poetry">Get up, Barak!p> <p class="poetry">Capture your prisoners of war,<n id="1" /> son of Abinoam!p>

<p class="poetry">Wake up! Wake up!p> <p class="poetry">Clothe yourself with strength, O arm of the <sc>Lordsc>!<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Wake up as in former times, as in antiquity!p> <p class="poetry">Did you not smash<n id="2" /> the Proud One?<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">Did you not<n id="4" /> wound the sea monster?<n id="5" />p>

<p class="poetry">My body<n id="1" /> is clothed<n id="2" /> with worms<n id="3" /> and dirty scabs;<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">my skin is broken<n id="5" /> and festering.p>

<p class="poetry">And after my skin has been destroyed,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">yet in my flesh<n id="2" /> I will see God,<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">My skin has turned dark on me;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">my body<n id="2" /> is hot with fever.<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">Wake up! Wake up!p> <p class="poetry">Clothe yourself with strength, O Zion!p> <p class="poetry">Put on your beautiful clothes,p> <p class="poetry">O Jerusalem,<n id="1" /> holy city!p> <p class="poetry">For uncircumcised and unclean pagansp> <p class="poetry">will no longer invade you.p>

<p class="sosspeaker"><b><i>The Beloved to Her Lover:i>b>p> <p class="poetry">Awake, O north wind; come, O south wind!p> <p class="poetry">Blow on my garden so that its fragrant spices may send out their sweet smell.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">May my beloved come into his gardenp> <p class="poetry">and eat its delightful fruit!p>

<p class="poetry">The one who says to wood, &#8216;Wake up!&#8217; is as good as dead<n id="1" /> &#8211;p> <p class="poetry">he who says<n id="2" /> to speechless stone, &#8216;Awake!&#8217;p> <p class="poetry">Can it give reliable guidance?<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">It is overlaid with gold and silver;p> <p class="poetry">it has no life&#8217;s breath inside it.p>

<p class="poetry">&#8220;Awake, sword, against my shepherd,p> <p class="poetry">against the man who is my associate,&#8221;p> <p class="poetry">says the <sc>Lordsc> who rules over all.p> <p class="poetry">Strike the shepherd that the flock may be scattered;<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">I will turn my hand against the insignificant ones.p>