| Chapter 39 |
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Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? dost thou mark the calving of the hinds? |
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Dost thou number the months that they fulfil? and knowest thou the time when they bring forth? |
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They bow themselves, they give birth to their young ones, they cast out their pains; |
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Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field, they go forth, and return not unto them. |
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Who hath sent out the wild ass free? and who hath loosed the bands of the onager, |
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Whose house I made the wilderness, and the salt plain his dwellings? |
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He laugheth at the tumult of the city, and heareth not the shouts of the driver; |
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The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing. |
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Will the buffalo be willing to serve thee, or will he lodge by thy crib? |
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Canst thou bind the buffalo with his cord in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee? |
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Wilt thou put confidence in him, because his strength is great? and wilt thou leave thy labour to him? |
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Wilt thou trust him to bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy threshing-floor? |
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The wing of the ostrich beats joyously -- But is it the stork`s pinion and plumage? |
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For she leaveth her eggs to the earth, and warmeth them in the dust, |
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And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the beast of the field may trample them. |
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She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers; her labour is in vain, without her concern. |
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For +God hath deprived her of wisdom, and hath not furnished her with understanding. |
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What time she lasheth herself on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider. |
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Hast thou given strength to the horse? hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane? |
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Dost thou make him to leap as a locust? His majestic snorting is terrible. |
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He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength; he goeth forth to meet the armed host. |
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He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from before the sword. |
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The quiver rattleth upon him, the glittering spear and the javelin. |
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He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage, and cannot contain himself at the sound of the trumpet: |
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At the noise of the trumpets he saith, Aha! and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting. |
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Doth the hawk fly by thine intelligence, and stretch his wings toward the south? |
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Doth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make his nest on high? |
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He inhabiteth the rock and maketh his dwelling on the point of the cliff, and the fastness: |
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From thence he spieth out the prey, his eyes look into the distance; |
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And his young ones suck up blood; and where the slain are, there is he. |