knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve
canst thou number the months that they fulfil or knowest thou the time when they bring forth
they bow themselves they bring forth their young ones they cast out their sorrows
their young ones are in good liking they grow up with corn they go forth and return
who hath sent out the wild ass free or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass
whose house i have made the wilderness and the barren land his dwellings
he scorneth the multitude of the city neither regardeth he the crying of the driver
the range of the mountains is his pasture and he searcheth after every green thing
will the unicorn be willing to serve thee or abide by thy crib
canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow or will he harrow the valleys after
wilt thou trust him because his strength is great or wilt thou leave thy labour
wilt thou believe him that he will bring home thy seed and gather it into thy barn
gavest thou the goodly wings unto the peacocks or wings and feathers unto the ostrich
which leaveth her eggs in the earth and warmeth them in dust
and forgetteth that the foot may crush them or that the wild beast may break
she is hardened against her young ones as though they were not hers her labour is in vain without fear
because god hath deprived her of wisdom neither hath he imparted to her understanding
what time she lifteth up herself on high she scorneth the horse and his rider
hast thou given the horse strength hast thou clothed his neck with thunder
canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper the glory of his nostrils is terrible
he paweth in the valley and rejoiceth in his strength he goeth on to meet the armed men
he mocketh at fear and is not affrighted neither turneth he back from the sword
the quiver rattleth against him the glittering spear and the shield
he swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet
he saith among the trumpets ha ha and he smelleth the battle afar off the thunder of the captains and the shouting
doth the hawk fly by thy wisdom and stretch her wings toward the south
doth the eagle mount up at thy command and make her nest on high
she dwelleth and abideth on the rock upon the crag of the rock and the strong place
from thence she seeketh the prey and her eyes behold afar off
her young ones also suck up blood and where the slain are there is she