¹³ “The wings of the ostrich flap joyously,
With the pinion and feathers of ^[a]love,
¹⁴ For she abandons her eggs to the earth
And warms them in the dust,
¹⁵ And she forgets that a foot may crush ^[b]them,
Or that a wild animal may trample ^[c]them.
¹⁶ She treats her young ^(A)cruelly, as if they were not hers;
Though her labor is for nothing, she is ^[d]unconcerned,
¹⁷ Because God has made her forget wisdom,
And has not given her a share of understanding.
¹⁸ When she rushes away on high,
She laughs at the horse and his rider.

¹⁹ “Do you give the horse his might?
Do you clothe his neck with a mane?
²⁰ Do you make him ^(B)leap like locusts?
His majestic ^(C)snorting is frightening.
^21 [e]He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength;
He ^(D)goes out to meet the battle.
²² He laughs at fear and is not dismayed;
And he does not turn back from the sword.
²³ The quiver rattles against him,
The flashing spear and javelin.
²⁴ He ^[f]races over the ground with a roar and fury,
And he does not stand still when he hears the sound of the trumpet.
²⁵ As often as the trumpet sounds he says, ‘Aha!’
And he senses the battle from afar,
And the thunder of the captains and the war cry.

²⁶ “Is it by your understanding that the hawk soars,
Stretching his wings toward the south?
²⁷ Is it at your ^[g]command that the eagle flies high,
And makes ^(E)his nest on high?
²⁸ He dwells and spends his nights on the cliff,
On the rocky cliff, an inaccessible place.
²⁹ From there he ^(F)tracks food;
His eyes look at it from afar.
³⁰ His young ones also lick up blood greedily;
And ^(G)where the slain are, there he is.”