13. ‘The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully,though they cannot comparewith the wings and feathers of the stork.
14. She lays her eggs on the groundand lets them warm in the sand,
15. unmindful that a foot may crush them,that some wild animal may trample them.
16. She treats her young harshly, as if they were not hers;she cares not that her labour was in vain,
17. for God did not endow her with wisdomor give her a share of good sense.
18. Yet when she spreads her feathers to run,she laughs at horse and rider.
19. ‘Do you give the horse its strengthor clothe its neck with a flowing mane?
20. Do you make it leap like a locust,striking terror with its proud snorting?
21. It paws fiercely, rejoicing in its strength,and charges into the fray.
22. It laughs at fear, afraid of nothing;it does not shy away from the sword.
23. The quiver rattles against its side,along with the flashing spear and lance.
24. In frenzied excitement it eats up the ground;it cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.
25. At the blast of the trumpet it snorts, “Aha!”It catches the scent of battle from afar,the shout of commanders and the battle cry.
26. ‘Does the hawk take flight by your wisdomand spread its wings towards the south?
27. Does the eagle soar at your commandand build its nest on high?