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39:1  “Do you know the time the mountain goats give birth? Do you keep watch over the calving of the deer?
39:2  Can you count the months they fulfill, Or do you know the time they give birth?
39:3  They kneel down; they bring forth their young; They send out their labor pains.
39:4  Their children become strong; they grow up in the open field; They leave and do not return to them.
39:5  “Who sent out the wild donkey free? And who loosed the bonds of the swift donkey,
39:6  For whom I have set the desert plain as a home And the salt land as his dwelling place?
39:7  He laughs at the tumult of the city; The shoutings of the driver he does not hear.
39:8  He explores the mountains for his pasture And searches after every green thing.
39:9  Will the wild ox consent to serve you, Or will he spend the night at your manger?
39:10  Can you bind the wild ox in a furrow with ropes, Or will he harrow the valleys after you?
39:11  Will you trust him because his power is great And leave your labor to him?
39:12  Will you believe him that he will return your seed of grain And gather it from your threshing floor?
39:13  “The ostriches’ wings flap joyously But are they the pinion and plumage of a stork?
39:14  For she leaves her eggs to the earth And warms them in the dust,
39:15  And she forgets that a foot may crush them, Or that a beast of the field may trample them.
39:16  She treats her children cruelly, as if they were not hers; Though her labor be empty, she is without dread,
39:17  Because God has made her forget wisdom, And has not given her a share of understanding.
39:18  When she raises herself up high, She laughs at the horse and his rider.
39:19  “Do you give the horse his might? Do you clothe his neck with a mane?
39:20  Do you make him leap like the locust? His splendid snorting is terrible.
39:21  He paws in the valley and rejoices in his power; He goes out to meet the weapons.
39:22  He laughs at dread and is not dismayed; And he does not turn back from the sword.
39:23  The quiver rattles against him, The flashing spear and javelin.
39:24  With shaking and rage he races over the ground, And he does not stand still at the sound of the trumpet.
39:25  As often as the trumpet sounds he says, ‘Aha!’ And he scents the battle from afar, And the thunder of the commanders and the shout of war.
39:26  “Is it by your understanding that the hawk soars, Stretching his wings toward the south?
39:27  Is it at your command that the eagle goes on high And raises his nest high?
39:28  On the cliff he dwells and lodges, Upon the rocky crag, a fortress.
39:29  From there he spies out food; His eyes see it from afar.
39:30  His young ones also suck up blood; And where the slain are, there is he.”