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39:1"Do you know when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears her fawn?
39:2Do you count the months till they bear? Do you know the time they give birth?
39:3They crouch down and bring forth their young; their labor pains are ended.
39:4Their young thrive and grow strong in the wilds; they leave and do not return.
39:5"Who let the wild donkey go free? Who untied his ropes?
39:6I gave him the wasteland as his home, the salt flats as his habitat.
39:7He laughs at the commotion in the town; he does not hear a driver's shout.
39:8He ranges the hills for his pasture and searches for any green thing.
39:9"Will the wild ox consent to serve you? Will he stay by your manger at night?
39:10Can you hold him to the furrow with a harness? Will he till the valleys behind you?
39:11Will you rely on him for his great strength? Will you leave your heavy work to him?
39:12Can you trust him to bring in your grain and gather it to your threshing floor?
39:13"The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully, but they cannot compare with the pinions and feathers of the stork.
39:14She lays her eggs on the ground and lets them warm in the sand,
39:15unmindful that a foot may crush them, that some wild animal may trample them.
39:16She treats her young harshly, as if they were not hers; she cares not that her labor was in vain,
39:17for God did not endow her with wisdom or give her a share of good sense.
39:18Yet when she spreads her feathers to run, she laughs at horse and rider.
39:19"Do you give the horse his strength or clothe his neck with a flowing mane?
39:20Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting?
39:21He paws fiercely, rejoicing in his strength, and charges into the fray.
39:22He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing; he does not shy away from the sword.
39:23The quiver rattles against his side, along with the flashing spear and lance.
39:24In frenzied excitement he eats up the ground; he cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds.
39:25At the blast of the trumpet he snorts, 'Aha!' He catches the scent of battle from afar, the shout of commanders and the battle cry.
39:26"Does the hawk take flight by your wisdom and spread his wings toward the south?
39:27Does the eagle soar at your command and build his nest on high?
39:28He dwells on a cliff and stays there at night; a rocky crag is his stronghold.
39:29From there he seeks out his food; his eyes detect it from afar.
39:30His young ones feast on blood, and where the slain are, there is he."
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