13  “The wings of the ostrich wave proudly,

but are they the pinions and plumage of love?¹

14  For she leaves her eggs to the earth

and lets them be warmed on the ground,

15  forgetting that a foot may crush them

and that the wild beast may trample them.

16  She ^odeals cruelly with her young, as if they were not hers;

though her ^plabor be in vain, yet she has no fear,

17  because God has made her forget wisdom

and ^qgiven her no share in understanding.

18  When she rouses herself to flee,²

she laughs at the horse and his rider.

26  “Is it by your understanding that the hawk soars

and spreads his wings toward the south?

27  Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up

and makes his ^unest on high?

28  On the rock he dwells and makes his home,

on ^vthe rocky crag and stronghold.

29  From there he spies out the prey;

his eyes behold it from far away.

30  His young ones suck up blood,

and ^wwhere the slain are, there is he.”