He mocketh at fear, and is not dismayed; Neither turneth he back 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.
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 is hardened against her young ones, as if they were not hers: Though her labour be in vain, she is without fear;
What time she lifteth up herself on high, She scorneth the horse and his rider
He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: He goeth out to meet the armed men.
The quiver rattleth against him, The flashing spear and the javelin.
Upon earth there is not his like, That is made without fear.
The noise of the whip, and the noise of the rattling of wheels; and pransing horses, and jumping chariots;