¹⁸ When she lifts herself on high,
She scorns the horse and its rider.

²⁹ Darts are regarded as straw;
He laughs at the threat of javelins.

²² He mocks at fear, and is not frightened;
Nor does he turn back from the sword.

⁷ He scorns the tumult of the city;
He does not heed the shouts of the driver.

²² You shall laugh at destruction and famine,
And ^(A)you shall not be afraid of the ^(B)beasts of the earth.