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