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