Knowest thou the time
when the wild goats
of the rock
bring forth
? or canst thou mark
when the hinds
do calve
?
Canst thou number the months
that they fulfil
? or knowest
thou the time
when they bring forth
?
They bow themselves, they bring forth
their young ones
, they cast out
their sorrows
.
Their young ones are in good liking
, they grow up
with corn
; they go forth
, and return
not unto them.
Who hath sent out the wild ass
free
? or who hath loosed
the bands
of the wild ass
?
Whose house I have made
the wilderness
, and the barren
land his dwellings
.
He scorneth the multitude
of the city
, neither regardeth
he the crying
of the driver
.
The range of the mountains
is his pasture
, and he searcheth
after
every green thing
.
Will the unicorn be willing
to serve
thee, or abide
by thy crib
?
Canst thou bind the unicorn
with his band
in the furrow
? or will he harrow
the valleys
after
thee?
Wilt thou trust him, because his strength
is great
? or wilt thou leave
thy labour
to him?
Wilt thou believe him, that he will bring home
thy seed
, and gather
it into thy barn
?
Gavest thou the goodly wings
unto the peacocks
? or wings
and feathers
unto the ostrich
?
Which leaveth her eggs
in the earth
, and warmeth
them in dust
,
And forgetteth that the foot
may crush
them, or that the wild
beast
may break
them.
She is hardened against her young ones
, as though they were not
hers: her labour
is in vain
without fear
;
Because God hath deprived
her of wisdom
, neither hath he imparted
to her understanding
.
What time she lifteth up
herself on high
, she scorneth
the horse
and his rider
.
Hast thou given the horse
strength
? hast thou clothed
his neck
with thunder
?
Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper
? the glory
of his nostrils
is terrible
.
He paweth in the valley
, and rejoiceth
in his strength
: he goeth on
to meet
the armed men
.
He mocketh at fear
, and is not affrighted
; neither turneth he back
from
the sword
.
The quiver rattleth
against him, the glittering
spear
and the shield
.
He swalloweth the ground
with fierceness
and rage
: neither believeth
he that it is the sound
of the trumpet
.
He saith among
the trumpets
, Ha
, ha
; and he smelleth
the battle
afar off
, the thunder
of the captains
, and the shouting
.
Doth the hawk fly
by thy wisdom
, and stretch
her wings
toward the south
?
Doth the eagle mount up
at thy command
, and make
her nest
on high
?
She dwelleth and abideth
on the rock
, upon the crag
of the rock
, and the strong place
.
From thence she seeketh the prey
, and her eyes
behold
afar off
.
Her young ones also suck up
blood
: and where the slain
are , there is she
.