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018:039:001
Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth?
or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?

018:039:002
Canst thou number the months that they fulfil?
or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?

018:039:003
They bow themselves,
they bring forth their young ones,
they cast out their sorrows.

018:039:004
Their young ones are in good liking,
they grow up with corn;
they go forth,
and return not unto them.

018:039:005
Who hath sent out the wild ass free?
or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?

018:039:006
Whose house I have made the wilderness,
and the barren land his dwellings.

018:039:007
He scorneth the multitude of the city,
neither regardeth he the crying of the driver.

018:039:008
The range of the mountains is his pasture,
and he searcheth after every green thing.

018:039:009
Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee,
or abide by thy crib?

018:039:010
Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow?
or will he harrow the valleys after thee?

018:039:011
Wilt thou trust him,
because his strength is great?
or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?

018:039:012
Wilt thou believe him,
that he will bring home thy seed,
and gather it into thy barn?

018:039:013
Gavest thou the goodly wings unto the peacocks?
or wings and feathers unto the ostrich?

018:039:014
Which leaveth her eggs in the earth,
and warmeth them in dust,

018:039:015
And forgetteth that the foot may crush them,
or that the wild beast may break them.

018:039:016
She is hardened against her young ones,
as though they were not her's:
her labour is in vain without fear;

018:039:017
Because God hath deprived her of wisdom,
neither hath he imparted to her understanding.

018:039:018
What time she lifteth up herself on high,
she scorneth the horse and his rider.

018:039:019
Hast thou given the horse strength?
hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?

018:039:020
Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper?
the glory of his nostrils is terrible.

018:039:021
He paweth in the valley,
and rejoiceth in his strength:
he goeth on to meet the armed men.

018:039:022
He mocketh at fear,
and is not affrighted;
neither turneth he back from the sword.

018:039:023
The quiver rattleth against him,
the glittering spear and the shield.

018:039:024
He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage:
neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.

018:039:025
He saith among the trumpets,
Ha,
ha;
and he smelleth the battle afar off,
the thunder of the captains,
and the shouting.

018:039:026
Doth the hawk fly by thy wisdom,
and stretch her wings toward the south?

018:039:027
Doth the eagle mount up at thy command,
and make her nest on high?

018:039:028
She dwelleth and abideth on the rock,
upon the crag of the rock,
and the strong place.

018:039:029
From thence she seeketh the prey,
and her eyes behold afar off.

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Her young ones also suck up blood:
and where the slain are,
there is she.