^{19 Ref} Dost thou give to the horse might? Dost thou clothe his neck `with' a mane?

^{20 Ref} Dost thou cause him to rush as a locust? The majesty of his snorting `is' terrible.

^{21 Ref} They dig in a valley, and he rejoiceth in power, He goeth forth to meet the armour.

^{22 Ref} He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted, And he turneth not back from the face of the sword.

^{23 Ref} Against him rattle doth quiver, The flame of a spear, and a halbert.

^{24 Ref} With trembling and rage he swalloweth the ground, And remaineth not stedfast Because of the sound of a trumpet.

^{25 Ref} Among the trumpets he saith, Aha, And from afar he doth smell battle, Roaring of princes and shouting.