23. The quiver rattles against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
24. He swallows the ground with fierceness and rage; the sound of the shofar does not trouble him;
25. for the blasts of the shofar fill him with courage; he smells the battle afar off, the thunder of the princes and the sound of the battle-cry.
26. Does the hawk fly by thy industry and stretch her wings toward the south?
27. Does the eagle mount up at thy command and make her nest on high?