Job 39:18-25

When it spreads its wings aloft, it laughs at the horse and its rider. “Do you give power to the horse? Do you clothe its neck with a mane? Do you make it leap like the locust? The majesty of its snorting is terrifying. They paw in the valley, and it exults with strength; it goes out to meet the battle. It laughs at danger and is not dismayed, and it does not turn back from before the sword. Upon it the quiver rattles along with the flash of the spear and the short sword. With roar and rage it races over the ground, and it cannot stand still at the sound of the horn. Whenever a horn sounds, it says, ‘Aha!’ And it smells the battle from a distance— the thunder of the commanders and the war cry.