Job 39 Literal Standard Version

391 “Have you known the time of || The bearing of the wild goats of the rock? Do you mark the bringing forth of does? 2 Do you number the months they fulfill? And have you known the time of their bringing forth? 3 They bow down, || They bring forth their young ones safely, || They cast forth their pangs. 4 Their young ones are safe, || They grow up in the field, they have gone out, || And have not returned to them. 5 Who has sent forth the wild donkey free? Indeed, who opened the bands of the wild donkey? 6 Whose house I have made the wilderness, || And his dwellings the barren land, 7 He laughs at the multitude of a city, || He does not hear the cries of an exactor. 8 The range of mountains [is] his pasture, || And he seeks after every green thing. 9 Is a wild ox willing to serve you? Does he lodge by your crib? 10 Do you bind a wild ox in a furrow [with] his thick band? Does he harrow valleys after you? 11 Do you trust in him because his power [is] great? And do you leave your labor to him? 12 Do you trust in him || That he brings back your seed, || And gathers [it to] your threshing-floor? 13 [The] wing of the crying ostriches exults, but as a pinion and feather of a stork? 14 For she leaves her eggs on the earth, || And she warms them on the dust, 15 And she forgets that a foot may press it, || And a beast of the field treads it down. 16 It has hardened her young ones without her, || Her labor [is] in vain, without fear. 17 For God has caused her to forget wisdom, || And He has not given a portion || To her in understanding; 18 At the time she lifts herself up on high, || She laughs at the horse and his rider. 19 Do you give might to the horse? Do you clothe his neck [with] a mane? 20 Do you cause him to rush as a locust? The splendor of his snorting [is] terrible. 21 They dig in a valley, and he rejoices in power, || He goes forth to meet the armor. 22 He laughs at fear, and is not frightened, || And he does not turn back from the face of the sword. 23 Quiver rattles against him, || The flame of a spear, and a javelin. 24 He swallows the ground with trembling and rage, || And does not remain steadfast || Because of the sound of a horn. 25 Among the horns he says, Aha, || And from afar he smells battle, || Roaring of princes and shouting. 26 By your understanding does a hawk fly? Does he spread his wings to the south? 27 At your command does an eagle go up high? Or lift up his nest? 28 He inhabits a rock, || Indeed, he lodges on the tooth of a rock, and fortress. 29 From there he has sought food, || His eyes look attentively to a far-off place, 30 And his brood sucks up blood, || And where the pierced [are]—there [is] he!”