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Job 39

The Darby Translation DBY

1 Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? dost thou mark the calving of the hinds?

2 Dost thou number the months that they fulfil? and knowest thou the time when they bring forth?

3 They bow themselves, they give birth to their young ones, they cast out their pains;

4 Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field, they go forth, and return not unto them.

5 Who hath sent out the wild ass free? and who hath loosed the bands of the onager,

6 Whose house I made the wilderness, and the salt plain his dwellings?

7 He laugheth at the tumult of the city, and heareth not the shouts of the driver;

8 The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.

9 Will the buffalo be willing to serve thee, or will he lodge by thy crib?

10 Canst thou bind the buffalo with his cord in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?

11 Wilt thou put confidence in him, because his strength is great? and wilt thou leave thy labour to him?

12 Wilt thou trust him to bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy threshing-floor?

13 The wing of the ostrich beats joyously -- But is it the stork's pinion and plumage?

14 For she leaveth her eggs to the earth, and warmeth them in the dust,

15 And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the beast of the field may trample them.

16 She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers; her labour is in vain, without her concern.

17 For God hath deprived her of wisdom, and hath not furnished her with understanding.

18 What time she lasheth herself on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider.

19 Hast thou given strength to the horse? hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane?

20 Dost thou make him to leap as a locust? His majestic snorting is terrible.

21 He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in [his] strength; he goeth forth to meet the armed host.

22 He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from before the sword.

23 The quiver rattleth upon him, the glittering spear and the javelin.

24 He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage, and cannot contain himself at the sound of the trumpet:

25 At the noise of the trumpets he saith, Aha! and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

26 Doth the hawk fly by thine intelligence, [and] stretch his wings toward the south?

27 Doth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make his nest on high?

28 He inhabiteth the rock and maketh his dwelling on the point of the cliff, and the fastness:

29 From thence he spieth out the prey, his eyes look into the distance;

30 And his young ones suck up blood; and where the slain are, there is he.

New International Version NIV

1 “Do you know when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears her fawn?

2 Do you count the months till they bear? Do you know the time they give birth?

3 They crouch down and bring forth their young; their labor pains are ended.

4 Their young thrive and grow strong in the wilds; they leave and do not return.

5 “Who let the wild donkey go free? Who untied its ropes?

6 I gave it the wasteland as its home, the salt flats as its habitat.

7 It laughs at the commotion in the town; it does not hear a driver’s shout.

8 It ranges the hills for its pasture and searches for any green thing.

9 “Will the wild ox consent to serve you? Will it stay by your manger at night?

10 Can you hold it to the furrow with a harness? Will it till the valleys behind you?

11 Will you rely on it for its great strength? Will you leave your heavy work to it?

12 Can you trust it to haul in your grain and bring it to your threshing floor?

13 “The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully, though they cannot compare with the wings and feathers of the stork.

14 She lays her eggs on the ground and lets them warm in the sand,

15 unmindful that a foot may crush them, that some wild animal may trample them.

16 She treats her young harshly, as if they were not hers; she cares not that her labor was in vain,

17 for God did not endow her with wisdom or give her a share of good sense.

18 Yet when she spreads her feathers to run, she laughs at horse and rider.

19 “Do you give the horse its strength or clothe its neck with a flowing mane?

20 Do you make it leap like a locust, striking terror with its proud snorting?

21 It paws fiercely, rejoicing in its strength, and charges into the fray.

22 It laughs at fear, afraid of nothing; it does not shy away from the sword.

23 The quiver rattles against its side, along with the flashing spear and lance.

24 In frenzied excitement it eats up the ground; it cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.

25 At the blast of the trumpet it snorts, ‘Aha!’ It catches the scent of battle from afar, the shout of commanders and the battle cry.

26 “Does the hawk take flight by your wisdom and spread its wings toward the south?

27 Does the eagle soar at your command and build its nest on high?

28 It dwells on a cliff and stays there at night; a rocky crag is its stronghold.

29 From there it looks for food; its eyes detect it from afar.

30 Its young ones feast on blood, and where the slain are, there it is.”