18 Yet, when the time is right, she raises her wings on high; she ridicules the horse and his rider.
19 Will you supply strength to the horse, or envelope his throat with neighing?
20 Will you alarm him as the locusts do? His panic is revealed by the display of his nostrils.
21 He digs at the earth with his hoof; he jumps around boldly; he advances to meet armed men.
22 He despises fear; he does not turn away from the sword.
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