15 And she forgetteth that a foot may press it, And a beast of the field tread it down.
16 Her young ones it hath hardened without her, In vain [is] her labour without fear.
17 For God hath caused her to forget wisdom, And He hath not given a portion To her in understanding:
18 At the time on high she lifteth herself up, She laugheth at the horse and at his rider.
19 Dost thou give to the horse might? Dost thou clothe his neck [with] a mane?
20 Dost thou cause him to rush as a locust? The majesty of his snorting [is] terrible.
21 They dig in a valley, and he rejoiceth in power, He goeth forth to meet the armour.
