17 God didn’t endow her with sense,didn’t give her some good sense.
18 When she flaps her wings high,she laughs at horse and rider.
19 Did you give strength to the horse,clothe his neck with a mane,
20 cause him to leap like a locust,his majestic snorting, a fright?
21 He paws in the valley, prances proudly,charges at battle weapons,
22 laughs at fear, unafraid.He doesn’t turn away from the sword;
23 a quiver of arrows flies by him,flashing spear and dagger.