Job 39
39:1
“Do you know the time when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears fawns?
39:2
Can you number the months that they fulfill? Or do you know the time when they give birth?
39:3
They bow themselves, they bear their young. They end their labor pains.
39:4
Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go out, and don’t return again.
39:5
“Who has set the wild donkey free? Or who has loosened the bonds of the swift donkey,
39:6
Whose home I have made the wilderness, and the salt land his dwelling place?
39:7
He scorns the tumult of the city, neither does he hear the shouting of the driver.
39:8
The range of the mountains is his pasture, He searches after every green thing.
39:9
“Will the wild ox be content to serve you? Or will he stay by your feeding trough?
39:10
Can you hold the wild ox in the furrow with his harness? Or will he till the valleys after you?
39:11
Will you trust him, because his strength is great? Or will you leave to him your labor?
39:12
Will you confide in him, that he will bring home your seed, and gather the grain of your threshing floor?
39:13
“The wings of the ostrich wave proudly; but are they the feathers and plumage of love?
39:14
For she leaves her eggs on the earth, warms them in the dust,
39:15
and forgets that the foot may crush them, or that the wild animal may trample them.
39:16
She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,
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because God has deprived her of wisdom, neither has he imparted to her understanding.
39:18
When she lifts up herself on high, she scorns the horse and his rider.
39:19
“Have you given the horse might? Have you clothed his neck with a quivering mane?
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Have you made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is awesome.
39:21
He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength. He goes out to meet the armed men.
39:22
He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed, neither does he turn back from the sword.
39:23
The quiver rattles against him, the flashing spear and the javelin.
39:24
He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.
39:25
As often as the trumpet sounds he snorts, ‘Aha!’ He smells the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
39:26
“Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, and stretches her wings toward the south?
39:27
Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up, and makes his nest on high?
39:28
On the cliff he dwells, and makes his home, on the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.
39:29
From there he spies out the prey. His eyes see it afar off.
39:30
His young ones also suck up blood. Where the slain are, there he is.”