Job 39
39
1Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth?
Or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?
2Canst thou number the months that they fulfill?
Or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
3They bow themselves, they bring forth their young,
They cast out their sorrows.
4Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up in the open field;
They go forth, and return not again,
5Who hath sent out the wild ass free?
Or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?
6Whose house I have made the wilderness,
And the salt land his dwelling place.
7He scorneth the tumult of the city,
Neither heareth he the shoutings of the driver.
8The range of the mountains is his pasture,
And he searcheth after every green thing.
9Will the wild-ox be content to serve thee?
Or will he abide by thy crib?
10Canst thou bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow?
Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
11Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great?
Or wilt thou leave to him thy labour?
12Wilt thou confide in him, that he will bring home thy seed,
And gather the corn of thy threshingfloor?
13The wing of the ostrich rejoiceth,
But are her pinions and feathers kindly?
14For she leaveth her eggs on the earth,
And warmeth them in the dust,
15And forgetteth that the foot may crush them,
Or that the wild beast may trample them.
16She is hardened against her young ones, as if they were not hers:
Though her labour be in vain, she is without fear;
17Because God hath deprived her of wisdom,
Neither hath he imparted to her understanding.
18What time she lifteth up herself on high,
She scorneth the horse and his rider
19Hast thou given the horse his might?
Hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane?
20Hast thou made him to leap as a locust?
The glory of his snorting is terrible.
21He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength:
He goeth out to meet the armed men.
22He mocketh at fear, and is not dismayed;
Neither turneth he back from the sword.
23The quiver rattleth against him,
The flashing spear and the javelin.
24He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage;
Neither believeth he that it is the voice of the trumpet.
25As oft as the trumpet soundeth he saith, Aha!
And he smelleth the battle afar off,
The thunder of the captains, and the shouting
26Doth the hawk soar by thy wisdom,
And stretch her wings toward the south?
27Doth the eagle mount up at thy command,
And make her nest on high?
28She dwelleth on the rock, and hath her lodging there,
Upon the crag of the rock, and the strong hold.
29From thence she spieth out the prey;
Her eyes behold it afar off.
30Her young ones also suck up blood:
And where the slain are, there is she.
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Job 39
39
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.
Wild donkey
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.
Wild ox
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?
Ostrich
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.
Horse
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#39.21 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#39.25 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.
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