Job 39:21

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.

He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed,

neither does he turn back from the sword.

The quiver rattles against him,

the flashing spear and the javelin.

He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage,

neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.