Job
39
- "Do you know when the mountain goats
give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears her fawn ?
- Do you count the months till they bear?
Do you know the time they give birth ?
- They crouch down and bring forth their young;
their labor pains are ended.
- Their young thrive and grow strong in the
wilds; they leave and do not return.
- "Who let the wild donkey go free? Who
untied his ropes ?
- I gave him the wasteland as his home, the
salt flats as his habitat.
- He laughs at the commotion in the town;
he does not hear a driver's shout.
- He ranges the hills for his pasture and
searches for any green thing.
- "Will the wild ox consent to serve
you? Will he stay by your manger at night ?
- Can you hold him to the furrow with a harness?
Will he till the valleys behind you ?
- Will you rely on him for his great strength?
Will you leave your heavy work to him ?
- Can you trust him to bring in your grain
and gather it to your threshing floor ?
- "The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully,
but they cannot compare with the pinions and feathers of the stork.
- She lays her eggs on the ground and lets
them warm in the sand,
- unmindful that a foot may crush them, that
some wild animal may trample them.
- She treats her young harshly, as if they
were not hers; she cares not that her labor was in vain,
- for God did not endow her with wisdom or
give her a share of good sense.
- Yet when she spreads her feathers to run,
she laughs at horse and rider.
- "Do you give the horse his strength
or clothe his neck with a flowing mane ?
- Do you make him leap like a locust, striking
terror with his proud snorting ?
- He paws fiercely, rejoicing in his strength,
and charges into the fray.
- He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing; he
does not shy away from the sword.
- The quiver rattles against his side, along
with the flashing spear and lance.
- In frenzied excitement he eats up the ground;
he cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.
- At the blast of the trumpet he snorts, 'Aha!'
He catches the scent of battle from afar, the shout of commanders and the
battle cry.
- "Does the hawk take flight by your
wisdom and spread his wings toward the south ?
- Does the eagle soar at your command and
build his nest on high ?
- He dwells on a cliff and stays there at
night; a rocky crag is his stronghold.
- From there he seeks out his food; his eyes
detect it from afar.
- His young ones feast on blood, and where
the slain are, there is he."
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