| 1. | Do you know about the birth of the mountain goats, watch for the birth pangs of the hinds, |
| 2. | Number the months that they must fulfill, and fix the time of their bringing forth? |
| 3. | They crouch down and bear their young; they deliver their progeny in the desert. |
| 4. | When their offspring thrive and grow, they leave and do not return. |
| 5. | Who has given the wild ass his freedom, and who has loosed him from bonds? |
| 6. | I have made the wilderness his home and the salt flats his dwelling. |
| 7. | He scoffs at the uproar of the city, and hears no shouts of a driver. |
| 8. | He ranges the mountains for pasture, and seeks out every patch of green. |
| 9. | Will the wild ox consent to serve you, and to pass the nights by your manger? |
| 10. | Will a rope bind him in the furrow, and will he harrow the valleys after you? |
| 11. | Will you trust him for his great strength and leave to him the fruits of your toil? |
| 12. | Can you rely on him to thresh out your grain and gather in the yield of your threshing floor? |
| 13. | The wings of the ostrich beat idly; her plumage is lacking in pinions. |
| 14. | When she leaves her eggs on the ground and deposits them in the sand, |
| 15. | Unmindful that a foot may crush them, that the wild beasts may trample them, |
| 16. | She cruelly disowns her young and ruthlessly makes nought of her brood; |
| 17. | For God has withheld wisdom from her and has given her no share in understanding. |
| 18. | Yet in her swiftness of foot she makes sport of the horse and his rider. |
| 19. | Do you give the horse his strength, and endow his neck with splendor? |
| 20. | Do you make the steed to quiver while his thunderous snorting spreads terror? |
| 21. | He jubilantly paws the plain and rushes in his might against the weapons. |
| 22. | He laughs at fear and cannot be deterred; he turns not back from the sword. |
| 23. | Around him rattles the quiver, flashes the spear and the javelin. |
| 24. | Frenzied and trembling he devours the ground; he holds not back at the sound of the trumpet, |
| 25. | but at each blast he cries, "Aha!" Even from afar he scents the battle, the roar of the chiefs and the shouting. |
| 26. | Is it by your discernment that the hawk soars, that he spreads his wings toward the south? |
| 27. | Does the eagle fly up at your command to build his nest aloft? |
| 28. | On the cliff he dwells and spends the night, on the spur of the cliff or the fortress. |
| 29. | From thence he watches for his prey; his eyes behold it afar off. |
| 30. | His young ones greedily drink blood; where the slain are, there is he. |
