¹⁸ When she rouses herself to flee,^[a]
    she laughs at the horse and his rider.

²⁹ Clubs are counted as stubble;
    he laughs at the rattle of javelins.

²² He laughs at fear and is not dismayed;
    he does not turn back from the sword.

⁷ He scorns the tumult of the city;
    he hears not the shouts of the driver.

²² At destruction and famine you shall laugh,
    and shall not fear ^(A)the beasts of the earth.