Chapter 39
Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth?
or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?
2Canst thou number
the months that they fulfil? or knowest thou the time when they bring
forth?
3They bow themselves, they bring forth their young ones, they cast
out their sorrows.
4Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up
with corn; they go forth, and return not unto them.
5Who hath sent out
the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?
6Whose
house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings.
7He
scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the
driver.
8The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he
searcheth after every green thing.
9Will the unicorn be willing to serve
thee, or abide by thy crib?
10Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band
in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
11Wilt thou
trust him, because his strength is great? or wilt thou leave thy
labour to him?
12Wilt thou believe him, that he will bring home thy seed,
and gather it into thy barn?
13Gavest thou the goodly
wings unto the peacocks? or wings and feathers unto the ostrich?
14Which
leaveth her eggs in the earth, and warmeth them in dust,
15And forgetteth
that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may break them.
16She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not
hers: her labour is in vain without fear;
17Because God hath deprived her
of wisdom, neither hath he imparted to her understanding.
18What time she
lifteth up herself on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider.
19Hath
thou given the horse strength? hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?
20Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? the glory of his nostrils
is terrible.
21He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in
his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men.
22He mocketh at
fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword.
23The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
24He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he
that it is the sound of the trumpet.
25He saith among the
trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the
captains, and the shouting.
26Doth the hawk fly by thy wisdom,
and stretch her wings toward the south?
27Doth the eagle mount up
at thy command, and make her nest on high?
28She dwelleth and abideth on
the rock, upon the crag of the rock, and the strong place.
29From thence
she seeketh the prey, and her eyes behold afar off.
30Her young
ones also suck up blood: and where the slain are, there is
she.
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