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Can you number the months that they fulfill? Or do you know the time when they give birth?
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They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, They end their labor pains.
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Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go forth, and don't return again.
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"Who has set the wild donkey free? Or who has loosened the bonds of the swift donkey,
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Whose home I have made the wilderness, And the salt land his dwelling-place?
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He scorns the tumult of the city, Neither hears he the shouting of the driver.
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The range of the mountains is his pasture, He searches after every green thing.
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"Will the wild ox be content to serve you? Or will he stay by your feeding trough?
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Can you hold the wild ox in the furrow with his harness? Or will he till the valleys after you?
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Will you trust him, because his strength is great? Or will you leave to him your labor?
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Will you confide in him, that he will bring home your seed, And gather the grain of your threshing floor?