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"The wings of the ostrich flap happily, but they are not like the feathers of the stork.
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The ostrich lays its eggs on the ground and lets them warm in the sand.
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It does not stop to think that a foot might step on them and crush them; it does not care that some animal might walk on them.
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The ostrich is cruel to its young, as if they were not even its own. It does not care that its work is for nothing,
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because God did not give the ostrich wisdom; God did not give it a share of good sense.
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But when the ostrich gets up to run, it is so fast that it laughs at the horse and its rider.
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"Job, are you the one who gives the horse its strength or puts a flowing mane on its neck?
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Do you make the horse jump like a locust? It scares people with its proud snorting.
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It paws wildly, enjoying its strength, and charges into battle.
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It laughs at fear and is afraid of nothing; it does not run away from the sword.
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The bag of arrows rattles against the horse's side, along with the flashing spears and swords.