Have you given the horse its strength: have you clothed its neck with a mane?
At the time she lifts up on high, she laughs at the horse and its rider.
Can you make him leap like a locust? The majesty of his snorting is terrifying.
When the rams’ horn sounds, he says, Aha! And he smells the battle from a distance, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
Strength abides in his neck and before him leaps dismay.
Bless Jehovah, O my soul! O Jehovah my God, You are very great; You have put on honor and majesty,
He takes no delight in the strength of the horse, and not any pleasure in the legs of a man.
A horse is a vain thing for safety; and he will not save by his great strength.
Jehovah reigns! He is clothed with majesty; Jehovah is clothed with strength; He girded Himself; and the world is established; it shall not be shaken.
Then Moses and the sons of Israel sang this song to Jehovah, and spoke, saying, I will sing to Jehovah, for He is highly exalted. He has thrown the horse and his rider into the sea.
And on James the son of Zebedee, and John the brother of James, He put on them the names Boanerges, which is, Sons of Thunder.
Then did the hooves of horses beat from the galloping, galloping of his mighty stallions.