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Who hath sent out the wild ass free? and who hath loosed the bands of the onager,
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Whose house I made the wilderness, and the salt plain his dwellings?
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He laugheth at the tumult of the city, and heareth not the shouts of the driver;
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The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
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Will the buffalo be willing to serve thee, or will he lodge by thy crib?
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Canst thou bind the buffalo with his cord in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
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Wilt thou put confidence in him, because his strength is great? and wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
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Wilt thou trust him to bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy threshing-floor?
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The wing of the ostrich beats joyously -- But is it the stork's pinion and plumage?
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For she leaveth her eggs to the earth, and warmeth them in the dust,
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And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the beast of the field may trample them.