Beneath the palm tree on a hill... Sing, O Israel, sing! Deborah sought God's holy will. Sing, O Israel, sing! The people came from far and near... Sing, O Israel, sing! Words of wisdom there to hear. Sing, O Israel, sing! They told her tales o grief and woe. Sing, O Israel, sing! Finding comfort, on they'd go. Sing, O Israel, sing. Her heart was true, her heart was brave. Sing, O Israel, sing. Gifted, chosen, strong to save. Sing, O Israel, sing. The palm tree dies and then is gone. Sing, O Israel, sing. But Deborah's tale lives on and on. Sing, O Israel, sing.