Job 39

Il frémit, il s’agite, il dévore le sol ; il ne se contient plus quand la trompette sonne.

Escarba la tierra, alégrase en su fuerza, sale al encuentro de las armas:

He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.

He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.