39 “Do you hunt the prey for the lioness
    and satisfy the hunger of the lions(A)
40 when they crouch in their dens(B)
    or lie in wait in a thicket?(C)
41 Who provides food(D) for the raven(E)
    when its young cry out to God
    and wander about for lack of food?(F)

39 “Do you know when the mountain goats(G) give birth?
    Do you watch when the doe bears her fawn?(H)
Do you count the months till they bear?
    Do you know the time they give birth?(I)
They crouch down and bring forth their young;
    their labor pains are ended.
Their young thrive and grow strong in the wilds;
    they leave and do not return.

“Who let the wild donkey(J) go free?
    Who untied its ropes?
I gave it the wasteland(K) as its home,
    the salt flats(L) as its habitat.(M)
It laughs(N) at the commotion in the town;
    it does not hear a driver’s shout.(O)
It ranges the hills(P) for its pasture
    and searches for any green thing.

“Will the wild ox(Q) consent to serve you?(R)
    Will it stay by your manger(S) at night?
10 Can you hold it to the furrow with a harness?(T)
    Will it till the valleys behind you?
11 Will you rely on it for its great strength?(U)
    Will you leave your heavy work to it?
12 Can you trust it to haul in your grain
    and bring it to your threshing floor?

39 Wilt thou hunt the prey for the lion? or fill the appetite of the young lions,

40 When they couch in their dens, and abide in the covert to lie in wait?

41 Who provideth for the raven his food? when his young ones cry unto God, they wander for lack of meat.

39 Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?

Canst thou number the months that they fulfil? or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?

They bow themselves, they bring forth their young ones, they cast out their sorrows.

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

Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?

Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings.

He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver.

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

Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, or abide by thy crib?

10 Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?

11 Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?

12 Wilt thou believe him, that he will bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy barn?