1: Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? dost thou mark the calving of the hinds? 2: Dost thou number the months that they fulfil? and knowest thou the time when they bring forth? 3: They bow themselves, they give birth to their young ones, they cast out their pains; 4: Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field, they go forth, and return not unto them. 5: Who hath sent out the wild ass free? and who hath loosed the bands of the onager, 6: Whose house I made the wilderness, and the salt plain his dwellings? 7: He laugheth at the tumult of the city, and heareth not the shouts of the driver; 8: The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing. 9: Will the buffalo be willing to serve thee, or will he lodge by thy crib? 10: Canst thou bind the buffalo with his cord in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee? 11: Wilt thou put confidence in him, because his strength is great? and wilt thou leave thy labour to him? 12: Wilt thou trust him to bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy threshing-floor? 13: The wing of the ostrich beats joyously -- But is it the stork's pinion and plumage? 14: For she leaveth her eggs to the earth, and warmeth them in the dust, 15: And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the beast of the field may trample them. 16: She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers; her labour is in vain, without her concern. 17: For God hath deprived her of wisdom, and hath not furnished her with understanding. 18: What time she lasheth herself on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider. 19: Hast thou given strength to the horse? hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane? 20: Dost thou make him to leap as a locust? His majestic snorting is terrible. 21: He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in [his] strength; he goeth forth to meet the armed host. 22: He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from before the sword. 23: The quiver rattleth upon him, the glittering spear and the javelin. 24: He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage, and cannot contain himself at the sound of the trumpet: 25: At the noise of the trumpets he saith, Aha! and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting. 26: Doth the hawk fly by thine intelligence, [and] stretch his wings toward the south? 27: Doth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make his nest on high? 28: He inhabiteth the rock and maketh his dwelling on the point of the cliff, and the fastness: 29: From thence he spieth out the prey, his eyes look into the distance; 30: And his young ones suck up blood; and where the slain are, there is he.
