"Do you know the time the a1mountaingoatsgivebirth? Do you observe the calving of the 2deer?
"Can you count the months they fulfill, Or do you know the time they givebirth?
"They kneeldown, they bringforth their young, They getrid of their laborpains.
"Their offspringbecomestrong, they grow up in the openfield; They leave and do not return to them.
5"Whosent out the 3wilddonkeyfree? And wholoosed the bonds of the swiftdonkey,
To whom I gave4the wilderness for a home And the saltland for his dwellingplace?
"He scorns the tumult of the city, The shoutings of the driver he does not hear.
"He explores the mountains for his pasture And searchesaftereverygreenthing.
"Will the 5wildoxconsent to serve you, Or will he spend the night at your manger?
"Can you bind the wildox in a furrow with bropes, Or will he harrow the valleysafter you?
"Will you trust him because his strength is great And leave your labor to him?
"Will you havefaith in him that he will return your cgrain And gather it from your threshingfloor?
"The ostriches'wingsflapjoyously With the pinion and plumage of dlove,
For she abandons her eggs to the earth And warms them in the dust,
And she forgets that a foot may crushethem, Or that a wildbeast may tramplefthem.
"She treats her young6cruelly, as if they were not hers; Though her labor be in vain, she is gunconcerned ;
17BecauseGod has made her forgetwisdom, And has not given her a share of understanding.
18"When she lifts herself hon high, She laughs at the horse and his rider.
"Do you give the horse his might? Do you clothe his neck with a mane?
"Do you make him 7leap like the locust? His majestic8snorting is terrible.
"iHe paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength; He 9goes out to meet the weapons.
"He laughs at fear and is not dismayed; And he does not turnback from the sword.
"The quiverrattlesagainst him, The flashingspear and javelin.
"With shaking and rage he jraces over the ground, And he does not standstill at the voice of the trumpet.
"As often as the trumpet sounds he says, 'Aha!' And he scents the battle from afar, And the thunder of the captains and the warcry.
"Is it by your understanding that the hawksoars, Stretching his wings toward the south?
"Is it at your kcommand that the eaglemounts up And makes10his nest on high?
"On the cliff he dwells and lodges, Upon the rockycrag, an inaccessibleplace.
"From there he 11spies out food; His eyessee it from afar.
"His youngones also suck up blood; And 12where the slain are, there is he."