Job 39 (YLT) - Holy Bible

¹Hast thou known the time of The bearing of the wild goats of the rock? The bringing forth of hinds thou dost mark!

²Thou dost number the months they fulfil? And thou hast known the time of their bringing forth!

³They bow down, Their young ones they bring forth safely, Their pangs they cast forth.

⁴Safe are their young ones, They grow up in the field, they have gone out, And have not returned to them.

⁵Who hath sent forth the wild ass free? Yea, the bands of the wild ass who opened?

⁶Whose house I have made the wilderness, And his dwellings the barren land,

⁷He doth laugh at the multitude of a city, The cries of an exactor he heareth not.

⁸The range of mountains `is' his pasture, And after every green thing he seeketh.

⁹Is a Reem willing to serve thee? Doth he lodge by thy crib?

¹⁰Dost thou bind a Reem in a furrow `with' his thick band? Doth he harrow valleys after thee?

¹¹Dost thou trust in him because great `is' his power? And dost thou leave unto him thy labour?

¹²Dost thou trust in him That he doth bring back thy seed? And `to' thy threshing-floor doth gather `it'?

¹³The wing of the rattling ones exulteth, Whether the pinion of the ostrich or hawk.

¹⁴For she leaveth on the earth her eggs, And on the dust she doth warm them,

¹⁵And she forgetteth that a foot may press it, And a beast of the field tread it down.

¹⁶Her young ones it hath hardened without her, In vain `is' her labour without fear.

¹⁷For God hath caused her to forget wisdom, And He hath not given a portion To her in understanding:

¹⁸At the time on high she lifteth herself up, She laugheth at the horse and at his rider.

¹⁹Dost thou give to the horse might? Dost thou clothe his neck `with' a mane?

²⁰Dost thou cause him to rush as a locust? The majesty of his snorting `is' terrible.

²¹They dig in a valley, and he rejoiceth in power, He goeth forth to meet the armour.

²²He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted, And he turneth not back from the face of the sword.

²³Against him rattle doth quiver, The flame of a spear, and a halbert.

²⁴With trembling and rage he swalloweth the ground, And remaineth not stedfast Because of the sound of a trumpet.

²⁵Among the trumpets he saith, Aha, And from afar he doth smell battle, Roaring of princes and shouting.

²⁶By thine understanding flieth a hawk? Spreadeth he his wings to the south?

²⁷At thy command goeth an eagle up high? Or lifteth he up his nest?

²⁸A rock he doth inhabit, Yea, he lodgeth on the tooth of a rock, and fortress.

²⁹From thence he hath sought food, To a far off place his eyes look attentively,

³⁰And his brood gulph up blood, And where the pierced `are' -- there `is' he!