He laughs at fear, since he is afraid of nothing; he does not run from the sword.
He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; Neither turneth he back from the sword.
He mocks at fear and is not dismayed or terrified; neither does he turn back [in battle] from the sword.
He mocketh at fear, and is not dismayed; Neither turneth he back from the sword.
laughs at fear, unafraid. He doesn’t turn away from the sword;
He despises fear; he does not turn away from the sword.
He despiseth fear; he turneth not his back to the sword.
She treats her young harshly, as if they were not her own, with no fear that her labour may have been in vain.
When she proudly spreads her wings, she laughs at the horse and its rider.
He paws in the valley and rejoices in his strength; he charges into battle.
A quiver rattles at his side, along with a flashing spear and a javelin.
He has no equal on earth – a creature devoid of fear!
The crack of the whip and rumble of the wheel, galloping horse and jolting chariot!