Job 39

1 Hast thou known the time of The bearing of the wild goats of the rock? The bringing forth of hinds thou dost mark!⋮

2 Thou dost number the months they fulfil? And thou hast known the time of their bringing forth!⋮

3 They bow down, Their young ones they bring forth safely, Their pangs they cast forth.⋮

4 Safe are their young ones, They grow up in the field, they have gone out, And have not returned to them.⋮

5 Who hath sent forth the wild ass free? Yea, the bands of the wild ass who opened?⋮

6 Whose house I have made the wilderness, And his dwellings the barren land,⋮

7 He doth laugh at the multitude of a city, The cries of an exactor he heareth not.⋮

8 The range of mountains is his pasture, And after every green thing he seeketh.⋮

9 Is a Reem willing to serve thee? Doth he lodge by thy crib?⋮

10 Dost thou bind a Reem in a furrow with his thick band? Doth he harrow valleys after thee?⋮

11 Dost thou trust in him because great is his power? And dost thou leave unto him thy labour?⋮

12 Dost thou trust in him That he doth bring back thy seed? And to thy threshing-floor doth gather it?⋮

13 The wing of the rattling ones exulteth, Whether the pinion of the ostrich or hawk.⋮

14 For she leaveth on the earth her eggs, And on the dust she doth warm them,⋮

15 And she forgetteth that a foot may press it, And a beast of the field tread it down.⋮

16 Her young ones it hath hardened without her, In vain is her labour without fear.⋮

17 For God hath caused her to forget wisdom, And He hath not given a portion To her in understanding:⋮

18 At the time on high she lifteth herself up, She laugheth at the horse and at his rider.⋮

19 Dost thou give to the horse might? Dost thou clothe his neck with a mane?⋮

20 Dost thou cause him to rush as a locust? The majesty of his snorting is terrible.⋮

21 They dig in a valley, and he rejoiceth in power, He goeth forth to meet the armour.⋮

22 He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted, And he turneth not back from the face of the sword.⋮

23 Against him rattle doth quiver, The flame of a spear, and a halbert.⋮

24 With trembling and rage he swalloweth the ground, And remaineth not stedfast Because of the sound of a trumpet.⋮

25 Among the trumpets he saith, Aha, And from afar he doth smell battle, Roaring of princes and shouting.⋮

26 By thine understanding flieth a hawk? Spreadeth he his wings to the south?⋮

27 At thy command goeth an eagle up high? Or lifteth he up his nest?⋮

28 A rock he doth inhabit, Yea, he lodgeth on the tooth of a rock, and fortress.⋮

29 From thence he hath sought food, To a far off place his eyes look attentively,⋮

30 And his brood gulp up blood, And where the pierced are — there is he!⋮