¹³ “The ostriches’ wings flap joyously
But are they the pinion and plumage of a ^[a]stork?
¹⁴ For she leaves 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 beast of the field may trample ^[c]them.
¹⁶ She treats her children ^(A)cruelly, as if they were not hers;
Though her labor be empty, she is without dread,
¹⁷ Because God has made her forget wisdom,
And has not given her a share of understanding.
¹⁸ When she raises herself up 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 the locust?
His splendid ^(C)snorting is terrible.
^21 [d]He paws in the valley and rejoices in his power;
He ^(D)goes out to meet the weapons.
²² He laughs at dread 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 With shaking and rage he ^[e]races over the ground,
And he does not ^[f]stand still at the sound of the trumpet.
²⁵ As often as the trumpet sounds he says, ‘Aha!’
And he scents the battle from afar,
And the thunder of the commanders and the shout of war.

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 goes on high
And raises ^(E)his nest high?
²⁸ On the cliff he dwells and lodges,
Upon the rocky crag, a fortress.
²⁹ From there he ^[h](F)spies out food;
His eyes see it from afar.
³⁰ His young ones also suck up blood;
And ^(G)where the slain are, there is he.”