Job 39

Knowest thou the time when ^athe wild goats of the rock bring forth?

Or canst thou mark when ^bthe hinds do calve?

²Canst thou number the months that they fulfil?

Or ^cknowest thou the time when they bring forth?

³They ^dbow themselves, they bring forth their young ones,

They cast out their sorrows.

⁴Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up with corn;

They go forth, and return not unto them.

⁵Who hath ^esent out the ^fwild ass free?

Or who hath ^egloosed the bands of the wild ass?

⁶Whose house I have made ^hthe wilderness,

And the barren land his dwellings.

⁷He scorneth the multitude of the city,

Neither regardeth he the crying of the driver.

⁸The range of the mountains is his pasture,

And he searcheth after every green thing.

⁹Will the ⁱunicorn be willing to serve thee,

Or abide by thy ^kcrib?

¹⁰Canst thou bind the ⁱunicorn with his band in the furrow?

Or will he ^lharrow the valleys after thee?

¹¹Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great?

Or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?

¹²Wilt thou believe him, that he will bring home thy seed,

And ^llgather it into thy barn?

¹³Gavest thou the goodly ^mwings unto the peacocks?

Or ^mwings and ^ofeathers unto the ostrich?

¹⁴Which leaveth her eggs in the earth,

And warmeth them ^pin dust,

¹⁵And forgetteth that the foot may ^qcrush them,

Or that the wild beast may break them.

¹⁶She is ^rhardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers:

^sHer labour is in vain without fear;

¹⁷Because God hath ^tdeprived her of ^uwisdom,

Neither hath he imparted to her ^uunderstanding.

¹⁸What time she lifteth up herself on high,

She scorneth the horse and his rider.

¹⁹Hast thou given the horse strength?

Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?

²⁰Canst thou make him afraid as a ^xgrasshopper?

The glory of his ^ynostrils is terrible.

²¹He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength.

^zHe goeth on to meet the armed men.

²²He ^amocketh at fear, and is not affrighted;

Neither turneth he back from the sword.

²³The quiver rattleth against him,

The ^bglittering spear and the ^cshield.

²⁴He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage:

Neither believeth he that it is the sound of the ^dtrumpet.

²⁵He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha;

And he smelleth the battle afar off,

The thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

²⁶Doth the ^ehawk ^ffly by thy wisdom,

And stretch her wings toward the south?

²⁷Doth the eagle mount up at thy command,

And make her ^gnest on high?

²⁸She dwelleth and ^habideth on the rock,

Upon the ⁱcrag of the rock, and the ^hstrong place.

²⁹From thence she ^jseeketh the prey,

And her eyes behold afar off.

³⁰Her young ones also suck up blood:

And ^kwhere the slain are, there is she.

XL.