17 for God did not endow her with wisdomor give her a share of good sense.
18 Yet when she spreads her feathers to run,she laughs at horse and rider.
19 ‘Do you give the horse its strengthor clothe its neck with a flowing mane?
20 Do you make it leap like a locust,striking terror with its proud snorting?
21 It paws fiercely, rejoicing in its strength,and charges into the fray.
22 It laughs at fear, afraid of nothing;it does not shy away from the sword.
23 The quiver rattles against its side,along with the flashing spear and lance.