Job 39 MSG/NIV - Online Parallel Bible

 
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1 "Do you know the month when mountain goats give birth? Have you ever watched a doe bear her fawn? 1 "Do you know when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears her fawn?
2 Do you know how many months she is pregnant? Do you know the season of her delivery, 2 Do you count the months till they bear? Do you know the time they give birth?
3 when she crouches down and drops her offspring? 3 They crouch down and bring forth their young; their labor pains are ended.
4 Her young ones flourish and are soon on their own; they leave and don't come back. 4 Their young thrive and grow strong in the wilds; they leave and do not return.
5 "Who do you think set the wild donkey free, opened the corral gates and let him go? 5 "Who let the wild donkey go free? Who untied his ropes?
6 I gave him the whole wilderness to roam in, the rolling plains and wide-open places. 6 I gave him the wasteland as his home, the salt flats as his habitat.
7 He laughs at his city cousins, who are harnessed and harried. He's oblivious to the cries of teamsters. 7 He laughs at the commotion in the town; he does not hear a driver's shout.
8 He grazes freely through the hills, nibbling anything that's green. 8 He ranges the hills for his pasture and searches for any green thing.
9 "Will the wild buffalo condescend to serve you, volunteer to spend the night in your barn? 9 "Will the wild ox consent to serve you? Will he stay by your manger at night?
10 Can you imagine hitching your plow to a buffalo and getting him to till your fields? 10 Can you hold him to the furrow with a harness? Will he till the valleys behind you?
11 He's hugely strong, yes, but could you trust him, would you dare turn the job over to him? 11 Will you rely on him for his great strength? Will you leave your heavy work to him?
12 You wouldn't for a minute depend on him, would you, to do what you said when you said it? 12 Can you trust him to bring in your grain and gather it to your threshing floor?
13 "The ostrich flaps her wings futilely - all those beautiful feathers, but useless! 13 "The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully, but they cannot compare with the pinions and feathers of the stork.
14 She lays her eggs on the hard ground, leaves them there in the dirt, exposed to the weather, 14 She lays her eggs on the ground and lets them warm in the sand,
15 Not caring that they might get stepped on and cracked or trampled by some wild animal. 15 unmindful that a foot may crush them, that some wild animal may trample them.
16 She's negligent with her young, as if they weren't even hers. She cares nothing about anything. 16 She treats her young harshly, as if they were not hers; she cares not that her labor was in vain,
17 She wasn't created very smart, that's for sure, wasn't given her share of good sense. 17 for God did not endow her with wisdom or give her a share of good sense.
18 But when she runs, oh, how she runs, laughing, leaving horse and rider in the dust. 18 Yet when she spreads her feathers to run, she laughs at horse and rider.
19 "Are you the one who gave the horse his prowess and adorned him with a shimmering mane? 19 "Do you give the horse his strength or clothe his neck with a flowing mane?
20 Did you create him to prance proudly and strike terror with his royal snorts? 20 Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting?
21 He paws the ground fiercely, eager and spirited, then charges into the fray. 21 He paws fiercely, rejoicing in his strength, and charges into the fray.
22 He laughs at danger, fearless, doesn't shy away from the sword. 22 He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing; he does not shy away from the sword.
23 The banging and clanging of quiver and lance don't faze him. 23 The quiver rattles against his side, along with the flashing spear and lance.
24 He quivers with excitement, and at the trumpet blast races off at a gallop. 24 In frenzied excitement he eats up the ground; he cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.
25 At the sound of the trumpet he neighs mightily, smelling the excitement of battle from a long way off, catching the rolling thunder of the war cries. 25 At the blast of the trumpet he snorts, 'Aha!' He catches the scent of battle from afar, the shout of commanders and the battle cry.
26 "Was it through your know how that the hawk learned to fly, soaring effortlessly on thermal updrafts? 26 "Does the hawk take flight by your wisdom and spread his wings toward the south?
27 Did you command the eagle's flight, and teach her to build her nest in the heights, 27 Does the eagle soar at your command and build his nest on high?
28 Perfectly at home on the high cliff-face, invulnerable on pinnacle and crag? 28 He dwells on a cliff and stays there at night; a rocky crag is his stronghold.
29 From her perch she searches for prey, spies it at a great distance. 29 From there he seeks out his food; his eyes detect it from afar.
30 Her young gorge themselves on carrion; wherever there's a roadkill, you'll see her circling." 30 His young ones feast on blood, and where the slain are, there is he."