Job 39

God Speaks of Nature and Its Beings

1Do you know the time the
Lit goats of the rock
,
b  mountain goats give birth?
Do you observe the calving of the c  deer?
2Can you count the months they fulfill,
Or do you know the time they give birth?
3They kneel down, they bring forth their young,
They get rid of their labor pains.
4Their offspring become strong, they grow up in the open field;
They leave and do not return to them.

5Who sent out the d  wild donkey free?
And who loosed the bonds of the swift donkey,
6To whom I gave e  the wilderness for a home
And the salt land for his dwelling place?
7He scorns the tumult of the city,
The shoutings of the driver he does not hear.
8He explores the mountains for his pasture
And searches after every green thing.
9“Will the f  wild ox consent to serve you,
Or will he spend the night at your manger?
10Can you bind the wild ox in a furrow with
Lit his rope
ropes,
Or will he harrow the valleys after you?
11Will you trust him because his strength is great
And leave your labor to him?
12Will you have faith in him that he will return your
Lit seed
grain
And gather it from your threshing floor?

13The ostriches’ wings flap joyously
With the pinion and plumage of
Or a stork
love,
14For she abandons her eggs to the earth
And warms them in the dust,
15And she forgets that a foot may crush
Lit it
them,
Or that a wild beast may trample
Lit it
them.
16She treats her young l  cruelly, as if they were not hers;
Though her labor be in vain, she is
Lit without fear
unconcerned;
17Because God has made her forget wisdom,
And has not given her a share of understanding.
18When she lifts herself
Or to flee
on high,
She laughs at the horse and his rider.

19Do you give the horse his might?
Do you clothe his neck with a mane?
20“Do you make him o  leap like the locust?
His majestic p  snorting is terrible.
21
Lit They paw
He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength;
He r  goes out to meet the weapons.
22He laughs at fear and is not dismayed;
And he does not turn back from the sword.
23The quiver rattles against him,
The flashing spear and javelin.
24With shaking and rage he
Or swallows up
races over the ground,
And he does not stand still at the voice of the trumpet.
25As often as the trumpet sounds he says, ‘Aha!’
And he scents the battle from afar,
And the thunder of the captains and the war cry.

26Is it by your understanding that the hawk soars,
Stretching his wings toward the south?
27“Is it at your
Lit mouth
command that the eagle mounts up
And makes u  his nest on high?
28On the cliff he dwells and lodges,
Upon the rocky crag, an inaccessible place.
29From there he v  spies out food;
His eyes see it from afar.
30His young ones also suck up blood;
And w  where the slain are, there is he.”

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