22 He laughs at fear, since he is afraid of nothing;he does not run from the sword.
23 A quiver rattles at his side,along with a flashing spear and a lance.
24 He charges ahead with trembling rage;he cannot stand still at the trumpet’s sound.
25 When the trumpet blasts, he snorts defiantly. He smells the battle from a distance;he hears the officers’ shouts and the battle cry.
26 Does the hawk take flight by your understandingand spread its wings to the south?
27 Does the eagle soar at your commandand make its nest on high?
28 It lives on a cliff where it spends the night;its stronghold is on a rocky crag.