Authorized Version
Job, Chapter 39

   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 fulfill? or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
   3: They bow themselves, they bring forth their young ones, they cast out their sorrows.
   4: Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up with corn; they go forth, and return not unto them.
   5: Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?
   6: Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings.
   7: He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver.
   8: The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
   9: Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, or abide by thy crib?
   10: Canst thou bind the unicorn 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 thy labour to him?
   12: Wilt thou believe him, that he will bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy barn?
   13: Gavest thou the goodly wings unto the peacocks? or wings and feathers unto the ostrich?
   14: Which leaveth her eggs in the earth, and warmeth them in dust,
   15: And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may break them.
   16: She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers: her labour is in vain 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 strength? hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?
   20: Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? the glory of his nostrils is terrible.
   21: He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men.
   22: He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword.
   23: The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
   24: He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.
   25: He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
   26: Doth the hawk fly by thy wisdom, and stretch her wings toward the south?
   27: Doth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make her nest on high?
   28: She dwelleth and abideth on the rock, upon the crag of the rock, and the strong place.
   29: From thence she seeketh the prey, and her eyes behold afar off.
   30: Her young ones also suck up blood: and where the slain are, there is she.

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