1 K nowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? dost thou mark the calving of the hinds?

2 D ost thou number the months that they fulfil? and knowest thou the time when they bring forth?

3 T hey bow themselves, they give birth to their young ones, they cast out their pains;

4 T heir young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field, they go forth, and return not unto them.

5 W ho hath sent out the wild ass free? and who hath loosed the bands of the onager,

6 W hose house I made the wilderness, and the salt plain his dwellings?

7 H e laugheth at the tumult of the city, and heareth not the shouts of the driver;

8 T he range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.

9 W ill the buffalo be willing to serve thee, or will he lodge by thy crib?

10 C anst thou bind the buffalo with his cord in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?

11 W ilt thou put confidence in him, because his strength is great? and wilt thou leave thy labour to him?

12 W ilt thou trust him to bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy threshing-floor?

13 T he wing of the ostrich beats joyously—But is it the stork's pinion and plumage?

14 F or she leaveth her eggs to the earth, and warmeth them in the dust,

15 A nd forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the beast of the field may trample them.

16 S he is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers; her labour is in vain, without her concern.

17 F or +God hath deprived her of wisdom, and hath not furnished her with understanding.

18 W hat time she lasheth herself on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider.

19 H ast thou given strength to the horse? hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane?

20 D ost thou make him to leap as a locust? His majestic snorting is terrible.

21 H e paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in strength; he goeth forth to meet the armed host.

22 H e laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from before the sword.

23 T he quiver rattleth upon him, the glittering spear and the javelin.

24 H e swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage, and cannot contain himself at the sound of the trumpet:

25 A t the noise of the trumpets he saith, Aha! and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

26 D oth the hawk fly by thine intelligence, stretch his wings toward the south?

27 D oth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make his nest on high?

28 H e inhabiteth the rock and maketh his dwelling on the point of the cliff, and the fastness:

29 F rom thence he spieth out the prey, his eyes look into the distance;

30 A nd his young ones suck up blood; and where the slain are, there is he.