Job 39:1-30 LSB

[1] “Do you know the time the mountain goats give birth? Do you keep watch over the calving of the deer? [2] “Can you count the months they fulfill, Or do you know the time they give birth? [3] “They kneel down; they bring forth their young; They send out their labor pains. [4] “Their children become strong; they grow up in the open field; They leave and do not return to them. [5] “Who sent out the wild donkey free? And who loosed the bonds of the swift donkey, [6] For whom I have set the desert plain as a home And the salt land as his dwelling place? [7] “He laughs at the tumult of the city; The shoutings of the driver he does not hear. [8] “He explores the mountains for his pasture And searches after every green thing. [9] “Will the wild ox consent to serve you, Or will he spend the night at your manger? [10] “Can you bind the wild ox in a furrow with ropes, Or will he harrow the valleys after you? [11] “Will you trust him because his power is great And leave your labor to him? [12] “Will you believe him that he will return your seed of grain And gather it from your threshing floor? [13] “The ostriches’ wings flap joyously But are they the pinion and plumage of a stork? [14] For she leaves her eggs to the earth And warms them in the dust, [15] And she forgets that a foot may crush them, Or that a beast of the field may trample them. [16] “She treats her children cruelly, as if they were not hers; Though her labor be empty, she is without dread, [17] Because God has made her forget wisdom, And has not given her a share of understanding. [18] “When she raises herself up high, She laughs at the horse and his rider. [19] “Do you give the horse his might? Do you clothe his neck with a mane? [20] “Do you make him leap like the locust? His splendid snorting is terrible. [21] “He paws in the valley and rejoices in his power; He goes out to meet the weapons. [22] “He laughs at dread and is not dismayed; And he does not turn back from the sword. [23] “The quiver rattles against him, The flashing spear and javelin. [24] “With shaking and rage he races over the ground, And he does not stand still at the sound of the trumpet. [25] “As often as the trumpet sounds he says, ‘Aha!’ And he scents the battle from afar, And the thunder of the commanders and the shout of war. [26] “Is it by your understanding that the hawk soars, Stretching his wings toward the south? [27] “Is it at your command that the eagle goes on high And raises his nest high? [28] “On the cliff he dwells and lodges, Upon the rocky crag, a fortress. [29] “From there he spies out food; His eyes see it from afar. [30] “His young ones also suck up blood; And where the slain are, there is he.”