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39:1  Knowest thou the time when the mountain goats bring forth? Hast thou observed when the hinds calve?
39:2  Canst thou number the months that they fulfil, and knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
39:3  How they crouch down, they bring forth their young ones, and dismiss their pain.
39:4  Their young ones are healthy, they grow up with grain; they go forth and never return unto them again.
39:5  Who freed the wild ass, and who loosed its bands?
39:6  Unto whom I made a house in the wilderness, and his dwellings in the salty land.
39:7  He laughs at the multitude of the city, neither does he hearken to the voice of the exactor of tribute.
39:8  The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searches after every green thing.
39:9  Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee or abide by thy crib?
39:10  Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? Will he harrow the valleys after thee?
39:11  Wilt thou trust him because his strength is great? Or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
39:12  Wilt thou trust him, that he will bring home thy seed and gather it into thy barn?
39:13  Didst thou give beautiful wings unto the peacock, or wings and feathers unto the ostrich?
39:14  Who leaves her eggs in the earth and warms them in dust
39:15  and forgets that the foot may crush them or that the wild beast may break them.
39:16  She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers, not fearing that her labour is in vain,
39:17  because God caused her to forget wisdom and did not give her understanding.
39:18  In her time she lifts up herself on high; she scorns the horse and his rider.
39:19  Hast thou given the horse strength? Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?
39:20  Canst thou make him leap as a grasshopper? The glory of his nostrils is formidable.
39:21  He paws at the earth and rejoices in his strength; he goes forth to meet the armed men.
39:22  He mocks fear and is not afraid; neither does he turn his face from the sword.
39:23  The quiver rattles against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
39:24  He swallows the ground with fierceness and rage; the sound of the shofar does not trouble him;
39:25  for the blasts of the shofar fill him with courage; he smells the battle afar off, the thunder of the princes and the sound of the battle-cry.
39:26  Does the hawk fly by thy industry and stretch her wings toward the south?
39:27  Does the eagle mount up at thy command and make her nest on high?
39:28  She dwells and abides on the rock upon the crag of the rock and the strong place.
39:29  From there she seeks food, and her eyes behold afar off.
39:30  Her young ones suck up the blood; and wherever the slain are, there she is.