11. Wilt thou have confidence in his great strength, and leave thy labours to him?
12. Wilt thou trust him that he will render thee the seed, and gather it into thy barnfloor?
13. The wing of the ostrich is like the wings of the heron, and of the hawk.
14. When she leaveth her eggs on the earth, thou perhaps wilt warm them in the dust.
15. She forgetteth that the foot may tread upon them, or that the beasts of the field may break them.
16. She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers, she hath laboured in vain, no fear constraining her.
17. For God hath deprived her of wisdom, neither hath he given her understanding.
18. When time shall be, she setteth up her wings on high: she scorneth the horse and his rider.
19. Wilt thou give strength to the horse, or clothe his neck with neighing?
20. Wilt thou lift him up like the locusts? the glory of his nostrils is terror.
21. He breaketh up the earth with his hoof, he pranceth boldly, he goeth forward to meet armed men.
22. He despiseth fear, he turneth not his back to the sword,
23. Above him shall the quiver rattle, the spear and shield shall glitter.
24. Chasing and raging he swalloweth the ground, neither doth he make account when the noise of the trumpet soundeth.