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39:1  Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? Or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?
39:2  Canst thou number the months that they fulfil? Or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
39:3  They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, They cast out their pains.
39:4  Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field; They go forth, and return not again.
39:5  Who hath sent out the wild ass free? Or who hath loosed the bonds of the swift ass,
39:6  Whose home I have made the wilderness, And the salt land his dwelling-place?
39:7  He scorneth the tumult of the city, Neither heareth he the shoutings of the driver.
39:8  The range of the mountains is his pasture, And he searcheth after every green thing.
39:9  Will the wild-ox be content to serve thee? Or will he abide by thy crib?
39:10  Canst thou bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
39:11  Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? Or wilt thou leave to him thy labor?
39:12  Wilt thou confide in him, that he will bring home thy seed, And gather the grain of thy threshing-floor?
39:13  The wings of the ostrich wave proudly; But are they the pinions and plumage of love?
39:14  For she leaveth her eggs on the earth, And warmeth them in the dust,
39:15  And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, Or that the wild beast may trample them.
39:16  She dealeth hardly with her young ones, as if they were not hers: Though her labor be in vain,'she is without fear;
39:17  Because God hath deprived her of wisdom, Neither hath he imparted to her understanding.
39:18  What time she lifteth up herself on high, She scorneth the horse and his rider.
39:19  Hast thou given the horse his might? Hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane?
39:20  Hast thou made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is terrible.
39:21  He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: He goeth out to meet the armed men.
39:22  He mocketh at fear, and is not dismayed; Neither turneth he back from the sword.
39:23  The quiver rattleth against him, The flashing spear and the javelin.
39:24  He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage; Neither believeth he that it is the voice of the trumpet.
39:25  As oft as the trumpet'soundeth he saith, Aha! And he smelleth the battle afar off, The thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
39:26  Is it by thy wisdom that the hawk soareth, (And) stretcheth her wings toward the south?
39:27  Is it at thy command that the eagle mounteth up, And maketh her nest on high?
39:28  On the cliff she dwelleth, and maketh her home, Upon the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.
39:29  From thence she spieth out the prey; Her eyes behold it afar off.
39:30  Her young ones also suck up blood: And where the slain are, there is she.