Mountain goat and doe
1Do you know when mountain goats give birth;
do you observe the birthing of does?
2Can you count the months of pregnancy;
do you know when they give birth?
3They crouch, split open for their young,
send forth their offspring.
4Their young are healthy; they grow up in the open country,
leave and never return.
5Who freed the wild donkey,
loosed the ropes of the onager
6to whom I gave the desert as home,
his dwelling place in the salt flats?
7He laughs at the clamor of the town,
doesn’t hear the driver’s shout,
8searches the hills for food
and seeks any green sprout.
9Will the wild ox agree to be your slave,
or will it spend the night in your crib?
10Can you bind it with a rope to a plowed row;
will it plow the valley behind you?
11Will you trust it because its strength is great
so that you can leave your work to it?
12Can you rely on it to bring back your grain
to gather into your threshing floor?
13The ostrich’s wings flap joyously,
but her wings and plumage are like a stork.
14She leaves her eggs on the earth,
lets them warm in the dust,
15then forgets that a foot may crush them
or a wild animal trample them.
16She treats her young harshly as if they were not hers,
without worrying that her labor might be in vain;
17God didn’t endow her with sense,
didn’t give her some good sense.
18When she flaps her wings high,
she laughs at horse and rider.
19Did you give strength to the horse,
clothe his neck with a mane,
20cause him to leap like a locust,
his majestic snorting, a fright?
21He#Or they paws in the valley, prances proudly,
charges at battle weapons,
22laughs at fear, unafraid.
He doesn’t turn away from the sword;
23a quiver of arrows flies by him,
flashing spear and dagger.
24Excitedly, trembling, he swallows the ground;
can’t stand still at a trumpet’s blast.
25At a trumpet’s sound, he says, "Aha!"
smells the battle from afar,
hears#Heb lacks hears. officers’ shouting and the battle cry.
Hawk and eagle
26Is it due to your understanding that the hawk flies,
spreading its wings to the south?
27Or at your command does the eagle soar,
the vulture build a nest on high?
28They dwell on an outcropping of rock,
their fortress on rock’s edge.
29From there they search for food;
their eyes notice it from afar,
30and their young lap up blood;
where carcasses lie, there they are.