^39:1 Do you know the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? Or can you mark when the female-deers do birth-calves? ^39:2 Can you number the months that they fulfill? Or do you know the time when they bring forth? ^39:3 They bow themselves. They bring forth their young. They cast out their pains. ^39:4 Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go forth and do not return again.

    ^39:5 Who has sent out the wild donkey free? Or who has loosed the bonds of the swift donkey ^39:6whose home I have made the wilderness and the salt land his dwelling-place? ^39:7 He scorns the commotion of the city, neither does he hear the shouting of the driver. ^39:8 The range of the mountains is his pasture and he searches after every green thing.

    ^39:9 Will the wild-ox be content to serve you? Or will he abide by your crib? ^39:10 Can you bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow 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 pinions and plumage of love? ^39:14 For she leaves her eggs on the ground and warms them in the dust. ^39:15 And she forgets that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may trample them.^39:16 She deals hardly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor be in vain, she is without fear, ^39:17 because God has deprived her of wisdom, nor has he imparted understanding to her.^39:18 The time she lifts up herself on high she scorns the horse and his rider.

    ^39:19 Have you given the horse his might? Have you clothed his neck with the quivering mane? ^39:20Have 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 swallows the ground with fierceness and rage, nor does he believe that it is the voice of the trumpet. ^39:25 As often as the trumpet sounds he says, Aha! And 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 her nest on high? ^39:28 She dwells on the cliff and makes her home upon the point of the cliff and the stronghold. ^39:29 From there she spies out the prey. Her eyes behold it afar off. ^39:30 Her young ones also suck up blood. And where the slain are, there is she.