¹³ “The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully,
    though they cannot compare
    with the wings and feathers of the stork.^(A)
14 She lays her eggs on the ground
    and lets them warm in the sand,
¹⁵ unmindful that a foot may crush them,
    that some wild animal may trample them.^(B)
16 She treats her young harshly,^(C) as if they were not hers;
    she cares not that her labor was in vain,
¹⁷ for God did not endow her with wisdom
    or give her a share of good sense.^(D)
18 Yet when she spreads her feathers to run,
    she laughs^(E) at horse and rider.

¹⁹ “Do you give the horse its strength^(F)
    or clothe its neck with a flowing mane?
²⁰ Do you make it leap like a locust,^(G)
    striking terror^(H) with its proud snorting?^(I)
21 It paws fiercely, rejoicing in its strength,^(J)
    and charges into the fray.^(K)
22 It laughs^(L) at fear, afraid of nothing;
    it does not shy away from the sword.
²³ The quiver^(M) rattles against its side,
    along with the flashing spear^(N) and lance.
²⁴ In frenzied excitement it eats up the ground;
    it cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.^(O)
25 At the blast of the trumpet^(P) it snorts, ‘Aha!’
    It catches the scent of battle from afar,
    the shout of commanders and the battle cry.^(Q)

²⁶ “Does the hawk take flight by your wisdom
    and spread its wings toward the south?^(R)
27 Does the eagle soar at your command
    and build its nest on high?^(S)
28 It dwells on a cliff and stays there at night;
    a rocky crag^(T) is its stronghold.
²⁹ From there it looks for food;^(U)
    its eyes detect it from afar.
³⁰ Its young ones feast on blood,
    and where the slain are, there it is.”^(V)