It seems to be at first glance, since the battle was not yet over, and she has not begun a new section of the poem. But Deborah is challenging herself to go forward with strength, which illustrates further to the reader of “how the poetess’s entire soul lived in her song and of how the stirring power of her subject matter almost overwhelmed her.”1
21 The torrent Kishon swept them away, the ancient torrent, the torrent Kishon. March on, my soul, with might!