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.