“Do you give the horse its strength? Do you clothe his neck with a mane?
When she lifts herself to flee she laughs at the horse and its rider.
Do you cause him to leap like locust? His majestic snorting is terrifying!
At the blast of the shofar, he says, ‘Aha!’ From a distance he smells battle, the shout of the captains and the battle cry.
“His undersides are jagged potsherds, leaving a trail like a threshing sledge in mud.
Bless Adonai, O my soul. Adonai my God, You are very great! You are clothed with splendor and majesty—
He delights not in the horse’s strength, nor takes pleasure in a man’s legs.
A horse is a false hope for victory, nor can its great strength save.
Adonai reigns—He is robed in majesty! Adonai has robed and armed Himself with strength. Yes, the world is firmly established—unshakable.
Then Moses and Bnei-Yisrael sang this song to Adonai: I will sing to Adonai, for He is highly exalted! The horse and its rider He has thrown into the sea.
to Jacob and his brother John, the sons of Zebedee, He gave the name Boanerges, which is Sons of Thunder;
Then the horses’ hooves beat from the dashing, the dashing of his mighty steeds.