39:1 "Do you know the time when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears fawns?
39:2 Can you number the months that they fulfill? Or do you know the time when they give birth?
39:3 They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, They end their labor pains.
39:4 Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go forth, and don't return again.
39:5 "Who has set the wild donkey free? Or who has loosened the bonds of the swift donkey,
39:6 Whose home I have made the wilderness, And the salt land his dwelling-place?
39:7 He scorns the tumult of the city, Neither hears he the shouting of the driver.
39:8 The range of the mountains is his pasture, He searches after every green thing.
39:9 "Will the wild ox be content to serve you? Or will he stay by your feeding trough?
39:10 Can you hold the wild ox in the furrow with his harness? Or will he till the valleys after you?
39:11 Will you trust him, because his strength is great? Or will you leave to him your labor?
39:12 Will you confide in him, that he will bring home your seed, And gather the grain of your threshing floor?
39:13 "The wings of the ostrich wave proudly; But are they the feathers and plumage of love?
39:14 For she leaves her eggs on the earth, Warms them in the dust,
39:15 And forgets that the foot may crush them, Or that the wild animal may trample them.
39:16 She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,
39:17 Because God has deprived her of wisdom, Neither has he imparted to her understanding.
39:18 When she lifts up herself on high, She scorns the horse and his rider.
39:19 "Have you given the horse might? Have you clothed his neck with a quivering mane?
39:20 Have you made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is awesome.
39:21 He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength: He goes out to meet the armed men.
39:22 He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed; Neither does he turn back from the sword.
39:23 The quiver rattles against him, The flashing spear and the javelin.
39:24 He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, Neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.
39:25 As often as the trumpet sounds he snorts, 'Aha!' He smells the battle afar off, The thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
39:26 "Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, And stretches her wings toward the south?
39:27 Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up, And makes his nest on high?
39:28 On the cliff he dwells, and makes his home, On the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.
39:29 From there he spies out the prey. His eyes see it afar off.
39:30 His young ones also suck up blood. Where the slain are, there he is."