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39 Do you know when mountain goats are born?
    Have you watched wild deer give birth?
Do you know how long they carry their young?
    Do you know the time for their birth?
Do you know when they will crouch down
    and bring their young into the world?
In the wilds their young grow strong;
    they go away and don't come back.

Who gave the wild donkeys their freedom?
    Who turned them loose and let them roam?
I gave them the desert to be their home,
    and let them live on the salt plains.
They keep far away from the noisy cities,
    and no one can tame them and make them work.
The mountains are the pastures where they feed,
    where they search for anything green to eat.

Will a wild ox work for you?
    Is he willing to spend the night in your stable?
10 Can you hold one with a rope and make him plow?
    Or make him pull a harrow in your fields?
11 Can you rely on his great strength
    and expect him to do your heavy work?
12 Do you expect him to bring in your harvest
    and gather the grain from your threshing place?

13 How fast the wings of an ostrich beat!
    But no ostrich can fly like a stork.[a]
14 The ostrich leaves her eggs on the ground
    for the heat in the soil to warm them.
15 She is unaware that a foot may crush them
    or a wild animal break them.
16 She acts as if the eggs were not hers,
    and is unconcerned that her efforts were wasted.
17 It was I who made her foolish
    and did not give her wisdom.
18 But when she begins to run,[b]
    she can laugh at any horse and rider.

19 Was it you, Job, who made horses so strong
    and gave them their flowing manes?
20 Did you make them leap like locusts
    and frighten people with their snorting?
21 They eagerly paw the ground in the valley;
    they rush into battle with all their strength.
22 They do not know the meaning of fear,
    and no sword can turn them back.
23 The weapons which their riders carry
    rattle and flash in the sun.
24 Trembling with excitement, the horses race ahead;
    when the trumpet blows, they can't stand still.
25 At each blast of the trumpet they snort;
    they can smell a battle before they get near,
    and they hear the officers shouting commands.

26 Does a hawk learn from you how to fly
    when it spreads its wings toward the south?
27 Does an eagle wait for your command
    to build its nest high in the mountains?
28 It makes its home on the highest rocks
    and makes the sharp peaks its fortress.
29 From there it watches near and far
    for something to kill and eat.
30 (A)Around dead bodies the eagles gather,
    and the young eagles drink the blood.

Footnotes

  1. Job 39:13 Verse 13 in Hebrew is unclear.
  2. Job 39:18 Probable text run; Hebrew unclear.

39 “Do you know when the mountain goats give birth?
    Do you observe the calving of the deer?(A)
Can you number the months that they fulfill,
    and do you know the time when they give birth,
when they crouch to give birth to their offspring
    and are delivered of their young?(B)
Their young ones become strong; they grow up in the open;
    they go forth and do not return to them.

“Who has let the wild ass go free?
    Who has loosed the bonds of the swift ass,(C)
to which I have given the steppe for its home,
    the salt land for its dwelling place?(D)
It scorns the tumult of the city;
    it does not hear the shouts of the driver.
It ranges the mountains as its pasture,
    and it searches after every green thing.

“Is the wild ox willing to serve you?
    Will it spend the night at your crib?(E)
10 Can you tie it in the furrow with ropes,
    or will it harrow the valleys after you?
11 Will you depend on it because its strength is great,
    and will you hand over your labor to it?
12 Do you have faith in it that it will return
    and bring your grain to your threshing floor?[a]

13 “The ostrich’s wings flap wildly,
    though its pinions lack plumage.[b]
14 For it leaves its eggs to the earth
    and lets them be warmed on the ground,
15 forgetting that a foot may crush them
    and that a wild animal may trample them.
16 It deals cruelly with its young, as if they were not its own;
    though its labor should be in vain, yet it has no fear;(F)
17 because God has made it forget wisdom
    and given it no share in understanding.(G)
18 When it spreads its plumes aloft,[c]
    it laughs at the horse and its rider.

19 “Do you give the horse its might?
    Do you clothe its neck with mane?(H)
20 Do you make it leap like the locust?
    Its majestic snorting is terrible.(I)
21 It paws[d] violently, exults mightily;
    it goes out to meet the weapons.(J)
22 It laughs at fear and is not dismayed;
    it does not turn back from the sword.
23 Upon it rattle the quiver,
    the flashing spear, and the javelin.
24 With fierceness and rage it swallows the ground;
    it cannot stand still at the sound of the trumpet.(K)
25 When the trumpet sounds, it says ‘Aha!’
    From a distance it smells the battle,
    the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.(L)

26 “Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars
    and spreads its wings toward the south?
27 Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up
    and makes its nest on high?(M)
28 It lives on the rock and makes its home
    in the fastness of the rocky crag.
29 From there it spies the prey;
    its eyes see it from far away.(N)
30 Its young ones suck up blood,
    and where the slain are, there it is.”(O)

Footnotes

  1. 39.12 Heb your grain and your threshing floor
  2. 39.13 Meaning of Heb uncertain
  3. 39.18 Meaning of Heb uncertain
  4. 39.21 Gk Syr Vg: Heb they dig

39 “Do you know when mountain goats give birth?
Have you seen deer in labor?
Can you tell how many months they carry their young?
Do you know when they give birth,
when they crouch down and bring forth their young,
when they deliver their fawns?
Their young become strong, growing up in the open;
they leave and never return.

“Who lets the wild donkey roam freely?
Who sets the wild donkey loose from its shackles?
I made the ‘Aravah its home,
the salty desert its place to live.
It scorns the noise of the city
and hears no driver’s shouts.
It ranges over the hills for its pasture,
searching for anything green.

“Would a wild ox be willing to serve you?
Would it stay by your stall?
10 Could you tie a rope around its neck
and make it plow furrows for you?
11 Would you trust its great strength enough
to let it do your heavy work,
12 or rely on it to bring home your seed
and gather the grain from your threshing-floor?
13 “An ostrich’s wings beat wildly,
although its pinions lack plumage.
14 It leaves its eggs on the ground
and lets them be warmed by the sand,
15 forgetting that a foot may crush them
or a wild animal trample on them.
16 It treats its chicks heartlessly,
as if they were not its own;
even if her labor is in vain,
it really doesn’t care;
17 because God has deprived it of wisdom
and given it no share in understanding.
18 When the time comes, it flaps its wings,
scorning both horse and rider.

19 “Did you give the horse its strength?
Did you clothe its neck with a mane?
20 Did you make him able to leap like a locust?
Its majestic snorting is frightening!
21 It paws with force and exults with vigor,
then charges into the battle;
22 mocking at fear, unafraid,
it does not shy away from the sword.
23 The [rider’s] quiver rattles over it,
[his] gleaming spear and javelin.
24 Frenzied and eager, it devours the ground,
scarcely believing the shofar has sounded.
25 At the sound of the shofar it whinnies;
as from afar it scents the battle,
the roar of the chiefs and the shouting.

26 “Is it your wisdom that sets the hawk soaring,
spreading its wings toward the south?
27 Does the eagle fly up when you say so,
to build its nest in the heights?
28 It lives and spends its nights on the cliffs;
a rocky crag is its fortress.
29 From there it spots its prey,
its eyes see it far off.
30 Its young ones suck up blood;
wherever the slain are, there it is.”

39 1-4 “Do you know the month when mountain goats give birth?
    Have you ever watched a doe bear her fawn?
Do you know how many months she is pregnant?
    Do you know the season of her delivery,
    when she crouches down and drops her offspring?
Her young ones flourish and are soon on their own;
    they leave and don’t come back.

5-8 “Who do you think set the wild donkey free,
    opened the corral gates and let him go?
I gave him the whole wilderness to roam in,
    the rolling plains and wide-open places.
He laughs at his city cousins, who are harnessed and harried.
    He’s oblivious to the cries of teamsters.
He grazes freely through the hills,
    nibbling anything that’s green.

9-12 “Will the wild buffalo condescend to serve you,
    volunteer to spend the night in your barn?
Can you imagine hitching your plow to a buffalo
    and getting him to till your fields?
He’s hugely strong, yes, but could you trust him,
    would you dare turn the job over to him?
You wouldn’t for a minute depend on him, would you,
    to do what you said when you said it?

13-18 “The ostrich flaps her wings futilely—
    all those beautiful feathers, but useless!
She lays her eggs on the hard ground,
    leaves them there in the dirt, exposed to the weather,
Not caring that they might get stepped on and cracked
    or trampled by some wild animal.
She’s negligent with her young, as if they weren’t even hers.
    She cares nothing about anything.
She wasn’t created very smart, that’s for sure,
    wasn’t given her share of good sense.
But when she runs, oh, how she runs,
    laughing, leaving horse and rider in the dust.

19-25 “Are you the one who gave the horse his prowess
    and adorned him with a shimmering mane?
Did you create him to prance proudly
    and strike terror with his royal snorts?
He paws the ground fiercely, eager and spirited,
    then charges into the fray.
He laughs at danger, fearless,
    doesn’t shy away from the sword.
The banging and clanging
    of quiver and lance don’t faze him.
He quivers with excitement, and at the trumpet blast
    races off at a gallop.
At the sound of the trumpet he neighs mightily,
    smelling the excitement of battle from a long way off,
    catching the rolling thunder of the war cries.

26-30 “Was it through your know-how that the hawk learned to fly,
    soaring effortlessly on thermal updrafts?
Did you command the eagle’s flight,
    and teach her to build her nest in the heights,
Perfectly at home on the high cliff face,
    invulnerable on pinnacle and crag?
From her perch she searches for prey,
    spies it at a great distance.
Her young gorge themselves on carrion;
    wherever there’s a roadkill, you’ll see her circling.”