【Job】Chapter 39 << Last Chapter Next Chapter >>

39:1 Do you know about the birth of the mountain goats, watch for the birth pangs of the hinds,

39:2 Number the months that they must fulfill, and fix the time of their bringing forth?

39:3 They crouch down and bear their young; they deliver their progeny in the desert.

39:4 When their offspring thrive and grow, they leave and do not return.

39:5 Who has given the wild ass his freedom, and who has loosed him from bonds?

39:6 I have made the wilderness his home and the salt flats his dwelling.

39:7 He scoffs at the uproar of the city, and hears no shouts of a driver.

39:8 He ranges the mountains for pasture, and seeks out every patch of green.

39:9 Will the wild ox consent to serve you, and to pass the nights by your manger?

39:10 Will a rope bind him in the furrow, and will he harrow the valleys after you?

39:11 Will you trust him for his great strength and leave to him the fruits of your toil?

39:12 Can you rely on him to thresh out your grain and gather in the yield of your threshing floor?

39:13 The wings of the ostrich beat idly; her plumage is lacking in pinions.

39:14 When she leaves her eggs on the ground and deposits them in the sand,

39:15 Unmindful that a foot may crush them, that the wild beasts may trample them,

39:16 She cruelly disowns her young and ruthlessly makes nought of her brood;

39:17 For God has withheld wisdom from her and has given her no share in understanding.

39:18 Yet in her swiftness of foot she makes sport of the horse and his rider.

39:19 Do you give the horse his strength, and endow his neck with splendor?

39:20 Do you make the steed to quiver while his thunderous snorting spreads terror?

39:21 He jubilantly paws the plain and rushes in his might against the weapons.

39:22 He laughs at fear and cannot be deterred; he turns not back from the sword.

39:23 Around him rattles the quiver, flashes the spear and the javelin.

39:24 Frenzied and trembling he devours the ground; he holds not back at the sound of the trumpet,

39:25 but at each blast he cries, "Aha!" Even from afar he scents the battle, the roar of the chiefs and the shouting.

39:26 Is it by your discernment that the hawk soars, that he spreads his wings toward the south?

39:27 Does the eagle fly up at your command to build his nest aloft?

39:28 On the cliff he dwells and spends the night, on the spur of the cliff or the fortress.

39:29 From thence he watches for his prey; his eyes behold it afar off.

39:30 His young ones greedily drink blood; where the slain are, there is he.

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