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The Book of Job

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- Kapitel 39 -

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“Have you known the time of || The bearing of the wild goats of the rock? Do you mark the bringing forth of does?
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Do you number the months they fulfill? And have you known the time of their bringing forth?
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They bow down, || They bring forth their young ones safely, || They cast forth their pangs.
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Their young ones are safe, || They grow up in the field, they have gone out, || And have not returned to them.
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Who has sent forth the wild donkey free? Indeed, who opened the bands of the wild donkey?
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Whose house I have made the wilderness, || And his dwellings the barren land,
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He laughs at the multitude of a city, || He does not hear the cries of an exactor.
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The range of mountains [is] his pasture, || And he seeks after every green thing.
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Is a wild ox willing to serve you? Does he lodge by your crib?
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Do you bind a wild ox in a furrow [with] his thick band? Does he harrow valleys after you?
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Do you trust in him because his power [is] great? And do you leave your labor to him?
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Do you trust in him || That he brings back your seed, || And gathers [it to] your threshing-floor?
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[The] wing of the crying ostriches exults, but as a pinion and feather of a stork?
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For she leaves her eggs on the earth, || And she warms them on the dust,
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And she forgets that a foot may press it, || And a beast of the field treads it down.
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It has hardened her young ones without her, || Her labor [is] in vain, without fear.
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For God has caused her to forget wisdom, || And He has not given a portion || To her in understanding;
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At the time she lifts herself up on high, || She laughs at the horse and his rider.
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Do you give might to the horse? Do you clothe his neck [with] a mane?
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Do you cause him to rush as a locust? The splendor of his snorting [is] terrible.
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They dig in a valley, and he rejoices in power, || He goes forth to meet the armor.
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He laughs at fear, and is not frightened, || And he does not turn back from the face of the sword.
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Quiver rattles against him, || The flame of a spear, and a javelin.
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He swallows the ground with trembling and rage, || And does not remain steadfast || Because of the sound of a horn.
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Among the horns he says, Aha, || And from afar he smells battle, || Roaring of princes and shouting.
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By your understanding does a hawk fly? Does he spread his wings to the south?
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At your command does an eagle go up high? Or lift up his nest?
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He inhabits a rock, || Indeed, he lodges on the tooth of a rock, and fortress.
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From there he has sought food, || His eyes look attentively to a far-off place,
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And his brood sucks up blood, || And where the pierced [are]—there [is] he!”
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“Do you know the time when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears fawns?
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Can you count the months that they fulfill? Or do you know the time when they give birth?
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They bow themselves. They bear their young. They end their labor pains.
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Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go out, and don’t return again.
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“Who has set the wild donkey free? Or who has loosened the bonds of the swift donkey,
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whose home I have made the wilderness, and the salt land his dwelling place?
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He scorns the tumult of the city, neither does he hear the shouting of the driver.
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The range of the mountains is his pasture. He searches after every green thing.
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“Will the wild ox be content to serve you? Or will he stay by your feeding trough?
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Can you hold the wild ox in the furrow with his harness? Or will he till the valleys after you?
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Will you trust him, because his strength is great? Or will you leave to him your labor?
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Will you confide in him, that he will bring home your seed, and gather the grain of your threshing floor?
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“The wings of the ostrich wave proudly, but are they the feathers and plumage of love?
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For she leaves her eggs on the earth, warms them in the dust,
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and forgets that the foot may crush them, or that the wild animal may trample them.
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She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,
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because God has deprived her of wisdom, neither has he imparted to her understanding.
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When she lifts up herself on high, she scorns the horse and his rider.
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“Have you given the horse might? Have you clothed his neck with a quivering mane?
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Have you made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is awesome.
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He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength. He goes out to meet the armed men.
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He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed, neither does he turn back from the sword.
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The quiver rattles against him, the flashing spear and the javelin.
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He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.
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As often as the trumpet sounds he snorts, ‘Aha!’ He smells the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
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“Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, and stretches her wings toward the south?
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Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up, and makes his nest on high?
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On the cliff he dwells and makes his home, on the point of the cliff and the stronghold.
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From there he spies out the prey. His eyes see it afar off.
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His young ones also suck up blood. Where the slain are, there he is.”
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