He said he was very thirsty, and asked his generous preserver to get him a cup of water.

She brought him some milk, and he drank of it gratefully and lay down again, to forget in pleasant dreams his lost battle and his humbled pride.

Presently when he was asleep she came softly in with a hammer and drove a hideous tent-pen down through his brain! "For he was fast asleep and weary.

So he died." Such is the touching language of the Bible.

"The Song of Deborah and Barak" praises Jael for the memorable service she had rendered, in an exultant strain: "Blessed above women shall Jael the wife of Heber the Kenite be, blessed shall she be above women in the tent.
"He asked for water, and she gave him milk; she brought forth butter in a lordly dish.
"She put her hand to the nail, and her right hand to the workman's hammer; and with the hammer she smote Sisera, she smote off his head when she had pierced and stricken through his temples.
"At her feet he bowed, he fell, he lay down: at her feet he bowed, he fell: where he bowed, there he fell down dead." Stirring scenes like these occur in this valley no more.