19 Hast thou given the horse his strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with fierceness?

20 Hast thou made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is terrible.

21 He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength; He goeth out to meet the clash of arms.

22 He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; Neither turneth he back from the sword.

23 The quiver rattleth upon him, The glittering spear and the javelin.

24 He swalloweth the ground with storm and rage; Neither believeth he that it is the voice of the horn.

25 As oft as he heareth the horn he saith: 'Ha, ha!' And he smelleth the battle afar off, The thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

Job 39:19-25, JPS Tanakh 1917. Public domain.
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