Job 39:17

For she leaves her eggs on the earth,

warms them in the dust,

and forgets that the foot may crush them,

or that the wild animal may trample them.

She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers.

Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,

When she lifts up herself on high,

she scorns the horse and his rider.

“Have you given the horse might?

Have you clothed his neck with a quivering mane?

Have you made him to leap as a locust?

The glory of his snorting is awesome.