21Only — God doth smite The head of His enemies, The hairy crown of a habitual walker in his guilt.
22The Lord said: 'From Bashan I bring back, I bring back from the depths of the sea.
23So that thou dashest thy foot in blood, In the blood of enemies — the tongue of Thy dogs.'
24They have seen Thy goings, O God, Goings of my God, my king, in the sanctuary.
25Singers have been before, Behind are players on instruments, In the midst virgins playing with timbrels.
26In assemblies bless ye God, The Lord — from the fountain of Israel.
27There is little Benjamin their ruler, Heads of Judah their defence, Heads of Zebulun — heads of Naphtali.