איוב 39
| הֲיָדַעְתָּ עֵת לֶדֶת יַעֲלֵי־סָלַע חֹלֵל אַיָּלוֹת תִּשְׁמֹֽר׃ | 1 |
“Do you know the time when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears fawns?
| תִּסְפֹּר יְרָחִים תְּמַלֶּאנָה וְיָדַעְתָּ עֵת לִדְתָּֽנָה׃ | 2 |
Can you count the months that they fulfill? Or do you know the time when they give birth?
| תִּכְרַעְנָה יַלְדֵיהֶן תְּפַלַּחְנָה חֶבְלֵיהֶם תְּשַׁלַּֽחְנָה׃ | 3 |
They bow themselves. They bear their young. They end their labor pains.
| יַחְלְמוּ בְנֵיהֶם יִרְבּוּ בַבָּר יָצְאוּ וְלֹא־שָׁבוּ לָֽמוֹ׃ | 4 |
Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go out, and don’t return again.
| מִי־שִׁלַּח פֶּרֶא חׇפְשִׁי וּמֹסְרוֹת עָרוֹד מִי פִתֵּֽחַ׃ | 5 |
“Who has set the wild donkey free? Or who has loosened the bonds of the swift donkey,
| אֲשֶׁר־שַׂמְתִּי עֲרָבָה בֵיתוֹ וּֽמִשְׁכְּנוֹתָיו מְלֵחָֽה׃ | 6 |
whose home I have made the wilderness, and the salt land his dwelling place?
| יִשְׂחַק לַהֲמוֹן קִרְיָה תְּשֻׁאוֹת נֹגֵשׂ לֹא יִשְׁמָֽע׃ | 7 |
He scorns the tumult of the city, neither does he hear the shouting of the driver.
| יְתוּר הָרִים מִרְעֵהוּ וְאַחַר כׇּל־יָרוֹק יִדְרֽוֹשׁ׃ | 8 |
The range of the mountains is his pasture. He searches after every green thing.
| הֲיֹאבֶה רֵּים עׇבְדֶךָ אִם־יָלִין עַל־אֲבוּסֶֽךָ׃ | 9 |
“Will the wild ox be content to serve you? Or will he stay by your feeding trough?
| הֲֽתִקְשׇׁר־רֵים בְּתֶלֶם עֲבֹתוֹ אִם־יְשַׂדֵּד עֲמָקִים אַחֲרֶֽיךָ׃ | 10 |
Can you hold the wild ox in the furrow with his harness? Or will he till the valleys after you?
| הֲֽתִבְטַח־בּוֹ כִּֽי־רַב כֹּחוֹ וְתַעֲזֹב אֵלָיו יְגִיעֶֽךָ׃ | 11 |
Will you trust him, because his strength is great? Or will you leave to him your labor?
| הֲתַאֲמִין בּוֹ כִּֽי־[יָשִׁיב] (ישוב) זַרְעֶךָ וְֽגׇרְנְךָ יֶאֱסֹֽף׃ | 12 |
Will you confide in him, that he will bring home your seed, and gather the grain of your threshing floor?
| כְּנַף־רְנָנִים נֶעֱלָסָה אִם־אֶבְרָה חֲסִידָה וְנֹצָֽה׃ | 13 |
“The wings of the ostrich wave proudly, but are they the feathers and plumage of love?
| כִּי־תַעֲזֹב לָאָרֶץ בֵּצֶיהָ וְֽעַל־עָפָר תְּחַמֵּֽם׃ | 14 |
For she leaves her eggs on the earth, warms them in the dust,
| וַתִּשְׁכַּח כִּי־רֶגֶל תְּזוּרֶהָ וְחַיַּת הַשָּׂדֶה תְדוּשֶֽׁהָ׃ | 15 |
and forgets that the foot may crush them, or that the wild animal may trample them.
| הִקְשִׁיחַ בָּנֶיהָ לְּלֹא־לָהּ לְרִיק יְגִיעָהּ בְּלִי־פָֽחַד׃ | 16 |
She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,
| כִּי־הִשָּׁהּ אֱלוֹהַּ חׇכְמָה וְלֹא־חָלַק לָהּ בַּבִּינָֽה׃ | 17 |
because God has deprived her of wisdom, neither has he imparted to her understanding.
| כָּעֵת בַּמָּרוֹם תַּמְרִיא תִּֽשְׂחַק לַסּוּס וּלְרֹכְבֽוֹ׃ | 18 |
When she lifts up herself on high, she scorns the horse and his rider.
| הֲתִתֵּן לַסּוּס גְּבוּרָה הֲתַלְבִּישׁ צַוָּארוֹ רַעְמָֽה׃ | 19 |
“Have you given the horse might? Have you clothed his neck with a quivering mane?
| הֲֽתַרְעִישֶׁנּוּ כָּֽאַרְבֶּה הוֹד נַחְרוֹ אֵימָֽה׃ | 20 |
Have you made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is awesome.
| יַחְפְּרוּ בָעֵמֶק וְיָשִׂישׂ בְּכֹחַ יֵצֵא לִקְרַאת־נָֽשֶׁק׃ | 21 |
He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength. He goes out to meet the armed men.
| יִשְׂחַק לְפַחַד וְלֹא יֵחָת וְלֹא־יָשׁוּב מִפְּנֵי־חָֽרֶב׃ | 22 |
He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed, neither does he turn back from the sword.
| עָלָיו תִּרְנֶה אַשְׁפָּה לַהַב חֲנִית וְכִידֽוֹן׃ | 23 |
The quiver rattles against him, the flashing spear and the javelin.
| בְּרַעַשׁ וְרֹגֶז יְגַמֶּא־אָרֶץ וְלֹא־יַאֲמִין כִּי־קוֹל שׁוֹפָֽר׃ | 24 |
He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, neither does he stand still at the sound of the shofar.
| בְּדֵי שֹׁפָר ׀ יֹאמַר הֶאָח וּֽמֵרָחוֹק יָרִיחַ מִלְחָמָה רַעַם שָׂרִים וּתְרוּעָֽה׃ | 25 |
As often as the shofar sounds he snorts, ‘Aha!’ He smells the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
| הֲֽמִבִּינָתְךָ יַאֲבֶר־נֵץ יִפְרֹשׂ כְּנָפָו לְתֵימָֽן׃ | 26 |
“Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, and stretches her wings toward the south?
| אִם־עַל־פִּיךָ יַגְבִּיהַּ נָשֶׁר וְכִי יָרִים קִנּֽוֹ׃ | 27 |
Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up, and makes his nest on high?
| סֶלַע יִשְׁכֹּן וְיִתְלֹנָן עַל שֶׁן־סֶלַע וּמְצוּדָֽה׃ | 28 |
On the cliff he dwells and makes his home, on the point of the cliff and the stronghold.
| מִשָּׁם חָֽפַר־אֹכֶל לְמֵרָחוֹק עֵינָיו יַבִּֽיטוּ׃ | 29 |
From there he spies out the prey. His eyes see it afar off.
| וְאֶפְרֹחָו יְעַלְעוּ־דָם וּבַאֲשֶׁר חֲלָלִים שָׁם הֽוּא׃ | 30 |
His young ones also suck up blood. Where the slain are, there he is.”
