Hiob 39
- 1Knowest 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, they cast out their fruit.
- 4Their young ones wax strong, they grow up in the open field; they go forth, and return not again.
- 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 salt land his dwelling-place.
- 7He scorneth the tumult of the city, neither heareth he the shoutings of the driver.
- 8The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
- 9Will the wild-ox be willing to serve thee? Or will he abide by thy crib?
- 10Canst thou bind the wild-ox 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 rely on him, that he will bring home thy seed, and gather the corn of thy threshing-floor?
- 13The wing of the ostrich beateth joyously; but are her pinions and feathers the kindly stork's?
- 14For she leaveth her eggs on the earth, and warmeth them in dust,
- 15And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may trample them.
- 16She is hardened against her young ones, as if they were not hers; though her labour be in vain, she is without fear;
- 17Because God hath deprived her of wisdom, neither hath He imparted to her understanding.
- 18When the time cometh, she raiseth her wings on high, and scorneth the horse and his rider.
- 19Hast thou given the horse his strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with fierceness?
- 20Hast thou made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is terrible.
- 21He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength; he goeth out to meet the clash of arms.
- 22He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword.
- 23The quiver rattleth upon him, the glittering spear and the javelin.
- 24He swalloweth the ground with storm and rage; neither believeth he that it is the voice of the horn.
- 25As 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.
- 26Doth the hawk soar by thy wisdom, and stretch her wings toward the south?
- 27Doth the vulture 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 stronghold.
- 29From thence she spieth out the prey; her eyes behold it afar off.
- 30Her young ones also suck up blood; and where the slain are, there is she.
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