Job 39 (asv)
Job 39 (asv)
Or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?
39:2Canst thou number the months that they fulfil?
Or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
39:3They bow themselves, they bring forth their young,
They cast out their pains.
39:4Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field;
They go forth, and return not again. \\ \\
39:5Who hath sent out the wild ass free?
Or who hath loosed the bonds of the swift ass,
39:6Whose home I have made the wilderness,
And the salt land his dwelling-place?
39:7He scorneth the tumult of the city,
Neither heareth he the shoutings of the driver.
39:8The range of the mountains is his pasture,
And he searcheth after every green thing.
39:9Will the wild-ox be content to serve thee?
Or will he abide by thy crib?
39:10Canst thou bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow?
Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
39:11Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great?
Or wilt thou leave to him thy labor?
39:12Wilt thou confide in him, that he will bring home thy seed,
And gather the grain of thy threshing-floor? \\ \\
39:13The wings of the ostrich wave proudly;
But are they the pinions and plumage of love?
39:14For she leaveth her eggs on the earth,
And warmeth them in the dust,
39:15And forgetteth that the foot may crush them,
Or that the wild beast may trample them.
39:16She dealeth hardly with her young ones, as if they were not hers:
Though her labor be in vain, she is without fear;
Neither hath he imparted to her understanding.
39:18What time she lifteth up herself on high,
She scorneth the horse and his rider. \\ \\
39:19Hast thou given the horse his might?
Hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane?
39:20Hast thou made him to leap as a locust?
The glory of his snorting is terrible.
39:21He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength:
He goeth out to meet the armed men.
39:22He mocketh at fear, and is not dismayed;
Neither turneth he back from the sword.
39:23The quiver rattleth against him,
The flashing spear and the javelin.
39:24He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage;
Neither believeth he that it is the voice of the trumpet.
39:25As oft as the trumpet soundeth he saith, Aha!
And he smelleth the battle afar off,
The thunder of the captains, and the shouting. \\ \\
39:26Is it by thy wisdom that the hawk soareth,
(And) stretcheth her wings toward the south?
39:27Is it at thy command that the eagle mounteth up,
And maketh her nest on high?
39:28On the cliff she dwelleth, and maketh her home,
Upon the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.
39:29From thence she spieth out the prey;
Her eyes behold it afar off.
39:30Her young ones also suck up blood:
And where the slain are, there is she.