Job 39
1 Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? Or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?
Knowest thou the time when the wilde goates bring foorth yong? or doest thou marke when the hindes doe calue?
2 Canst thou number the months that they fulfil? Or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
Canst thou nomber the moneths that they fulfill? or knowest thou the time when they bring foorth?
3 They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, they cast out their fruit.
They bow them selues: they bruise their yong and cast out their sorowes.
4 Their young ones wax strong, they grow up in the open field; they go forth, and return not again.
Yet their yong waxe fatte, and growe vp with corne: they goe foorth and returne not vnto them.
5 Who hath sent out the wild ass free? Or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?
Who hath set the wilde asse at libertie? or who hath loosed the bondes of the wilde asse?
6 Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the salt land his dwelling-place.
It is I which haue made the wildernesse his house, and the salt places his dwellings.
7 He scorneth the tumult of the city, neither heareth he the shoutings of the driver.
He derideth the multitude of the citie: he heareth not the crie of the driuer.
8 The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
He seeketh out the mountaine for his pasture, and searcheth after euery greene thing.
9 Will the wild-ox be willing to serve thee? Or will he abide by thy crib?
Will the vnicorne serue thee? or will he tary by thy cribbe?
10 Canst thou bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
Canst thou binde the vnicorne with his band to labour in the furrowe? or will he plowe the valleyes after thee?
11 Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? Or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
Wilt thou trust in him, because his strength is great, and cast off thy labour vnto him?
12 Wilt thou rely on him, that he will bring home thy seed, and gather the corn of thy threshing-floor?
Wilt thou beleeue him, that he will bring home thy seede, and gather it vnto thy barne?
13 The wing of the ostrich beateth joyously; but are her pinions and feathers the kindly stork's?
Hast thou giuen the pleasant wings vnto the peacockes? or winges and feathers vnto the ostriche?
14 For she leaveth her eggs on the earth, and warmeth them in dust,
Which leaueth his egges in the earth, and maketh them hote in the dust,
15 And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may trample them.
And forgetteth that the foote might scatter the, or that the wild beast might breake the.
16 She is hardened against her young ones, as if they were not hers; though her labour be in vain, she is without fear;
He sheweth himselfe cruell vnto his yong ones, as they were not his, and is without feare, as if he trauailed in vaine.
17 Because God hath deprived her of wisdom, neither hath He imparted to her understanding.
For God had depriued him of wisedom, and hath giuen him no part of vnderstanding.
18 When the time cometh, she raiseth her wings on high, and scorneth the horse and his rider.
When time is, he mounteth on hie: he mocketh the horse and his rider.
19 Hast thou given the horse his strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with fierceness?
Hast thou giuen the horse strength? or couered his necke with neying?
20 Hast thou made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is terrible.
Hast thou made him afraid as the grashopper? his strong neying is fearefull.
21 He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength; he goeth out to meet the clash of arms.
He diggeth in the valley, and reioyceth in his strength: he goeth foorth to meete the harnest man.
22 He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword.
He mocketh at feare, and is not afraid, and turneth not backe from the sworde,
23 The quiver rattleth upon him, the glittering spear and the javelin.
Though the quiuer rattle against him, the glittering speare and the shield.
24 He swalloweth the ground with storm and rage; neither believeth he that it is the voice of the horn.
He swalloweth the ground for fearcenes and rage, and he beleeueth not that it is the noise of the trumpet.
25 As oft as he heareth the horn he saith: 'Ha, ha!' and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
He sayth among the trumpets, Ha, ha: hee smellleth the battell afarre off, and the noyse of the captaines, and the shouting.
26 Doth the hawk soar by thy wisdom, and stretch her wings toward the south?
Shall the hauke flie by thy wisedome, stretching out his wings toward the South?
27 Doth the vulture mount up at thy command, and make her nest on high?
Doeth the eagle mount vp at thy commandement, or make his nest on hie?
28 She dwelleth and abideth on the rock, upon the crag of the rock, and the stronghold.
Shee abideth and remaineth in the rocke, euen vpon the toppe of the rocke, and the tower.
29 From thence she spieth out the prey; her eyes behold it afar off.
From thence she spieth for meate, and her eyes beholde afarre off.
30 Her young ones also suck up blood; and where the slain are, there is she.
His young ones also sucke vp blood: and where the slaine are, there is she.
