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39:1  Do you know the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth [their young]? [Or] do you observe when the hinds are giving birth? [Do you attend to all this, Job?]
39:2  Can you number the months that they carry their offspring? Or do you know the time when they are delivered,
39:3  When they bow themselves, bring forth their young ones, [and] cast out their pains?
39:4  Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field; they go forth and return not to them.
39:5  Who has sent out the wild donkey, giving him his freedom? Or who has loosed the bands of the swift donkey [by which his tame brother is bound—he, the shy, the swift-footed, and the untamable],
39:6  Whose home I have made the wilderness, and the salt land his dwelling place?
39:7  He scorns the tumult of the city and hears not the shoutings of the taskmaster.
39:8  The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searches after every green thing.
39:9  Will the wild ox be willing to serve you, or remain beside your manger?
39:10  Can you bind the wild ox with a harness to the plow in the furrow? Or will he harrow the furrows for you?
39:11  Will you trust him because his strength is great, or to him will you leave your labor?
39:12  Will you depend upon him to bring home your seed and gather the grain of your threshing floor? [Who, Job, was the author of this strange variance in the disposition of animals so alike in appearance? Was it you?]
39:13  The wings of the ostrich wave proudly, [but] are they the pinions and plumage of love?
39:14  The ostrich leaves her eggs on the ground and warms them in the dust,
39:15  Forgetting that a foot may crush them or that the wild beast may trample them.
39:16  She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers; her labor is in vain because she has no sense of danger [for her unborn brood],
39:17  For God has deprived her of wisdom, neither has He imparted to her understanding.
39:18  Yet when she lifts herself up in flight, [so swift is she that] she can laugh to scorn the horse and his rider.
39:19  Have you given the horse his might? Have you clothed his neck with quivering and a shaking mane?
39:20  Was it you [Job] who made him to leap like a locust? The majesty of his [snorting] nostrils is terrible.
39:21  He paws in the valley and exults in his strength; he goes out to meet the weapons [of armed men].
39:22  He mocks at fear and is not dismayed or terrified; neither does he turn back [in battle] from the sword.
39:23  The quiver rattles upon him, as do the glittering spear and the lance [of his rider].
39:24  [He seems in running to] devour the ground with fierceness and rage; neither can he stand still at the sound of the [war] trumpet.
39:25  As often as the trumpet sounds he says, Ha, ha! And he smells the battle from afar, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
39:26  Is it by your wisdom [Job] that the hawk soars and stretches her wings toward the south [as winter approaches]?
39:27  Does the eagle mount up at your command and make his nest on [a] high [inaccessible place]?
39:28  On the cliff he dwells and remains securely, upon the point of the rock and the stronghold.
39:29  From there he spies out the prey; and his eyes see it afar off.
39:30  His young ones suck up blood, and where the slain are, there is he.