Can you given the horse strength?  Have you clothed his neck with thunder?
Can you make him afraid as a grasshopper? the glory of his nostrils is terrible.
He paws in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goes on to meet the armed men.
He mocks at fear, and is not afraid; neither turns back from the sword.
The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.
He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, he is not afraid.

Job 39:19