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 chamois of the rock bring forth? or markest thou when the hinds do calve?
2 Canst thou number the months that they fulfil? Or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
Numberest thou the months of gestation which they complete and knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
3 They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, they cast out their fruit.
They bend themselves: they drop their young ones; throw off their pains.
4 Their young ones wax strong, they grow up in the open field; they go forth, and return not again.
Their little 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? Or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?
Who sent out the wild ass free? or who loosened the bonds of the forest-ass?
6 Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the salt land his dwelling-place.
To whom I assigned the wilderness as his house, and the salty land as his dwellings.
7 He scorneth the tumult of the city, neither heareth he the shoutings of the driver.
He laugheth at the noise of a town, and the shoutings of the driver he heareth not.
8 The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
What he espieth on the mountains is his pasture, and after every green thing doth he search.
9 Will the wild-ox be willing to serve thee? Or will he abide by thy crib?
Will the forest-ox be willing to serve thee, or will he stay over night at thy crib?
10 Canst thou bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
Canst thou bind the forest-ox with a rope [to labor] in the furrow? or will he harrow valleys, following after thee?
11 Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? Or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? and wilt thou leave to him thy labor?
12 Wilt thou rely on him, that he will bring home thy seed, and gather the corn of thy threshing-floor?
Wilt thou confide in him, that he should bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy threshing-floor?—
13 The wing of the ostrich beateth joyously; but are her pinions and feathers the kindly stork's?
The wing of the ostrich moveth joyfully: hath she the pinions and plumage of the careful stork?
14 For she leaveth her eggs on the earth, and warmeth them in dust,
[No, ] for she intrusteth her eggs to the earth, and letteth them be hatched out on the dust:
15 And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may trample them.
And she forgetteth that a foot may crush them, or that the beast of the field may stamp them down.
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 hath made her callous against her young, as though they were not hers: her labor is in vain, [but she feeleth] no dread;
17 Because God hath deprived her of wisdom, neither hath He imparted to her understanding.
Because God hath denied her wisdom, and he hath not imparted to her understanding.
18 When the time cometh, she raiseth her wings on high, and scorneth the horse and his rider.
At the time she raiseth herself up on high, she laugheth at the horse and his rider.
19 Hast thou given the horse his strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with fierceness?
Dost thou give the horse strength? dost thou clothe his neck with the rolling mane?
20 Hast thou made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is terrible.
Canst thou make him jump like a locust? his majestic snort is terrible.
21 He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength; he goeth out to meet the clash of arms.
Men spy about in the valley, and he rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth forth to meet the armed array.
22 He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword.
He laugheth at fear, and is not dismayed; and turneth not back from before the sword.
23 The quiver rattleth upon him, the glittering spear and the javelin.
Over him rattle the quiver, the glittering spear and the lance.
24 He swalloweth the ground with storm and rage; neither believeth he that it is the voice of the horn.
With impatient noise and rage he holloweth [with his hoof] the ground, and keepeth not quiet when the cornet's voice [is heard].
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.
Midst the sound of the cornet he uttereth his joyful neigh; and from afar he perceiveth the battle, the loud call of the captains, and the battle-cry.—
26 Doth the hawk soar by thy wisdom, and stretch her wings toward the south?
Is it through thy understanding that the hawk flieth along, and spreadeth out his wings toward the south?
27 Doth the vulture mount up at thy command, and make her nest on high?
Or is it by your order that the eagle doth mount upward, and buildeth high up his nest?
28 She dwelleth and abideth on the rock, upon the crag of the rock, and the stronghold.
On a rock he dwelleth, and spendeth his nights, on a rocky crag and mountain fastness.
29 From thence she spieth out the prey; her eyes behold it afar off.
From there he espieth his food, from afar can his eyes behold.
30 Her young ones also suck up blood; and where the slain are, there is she.
His young ones, also, sip up blood: and where the slain be, there is he.
