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“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 to the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys behind thee?

11 Wilt thou trust him because his strength is great? Or wilt thou leave thy labor to him?

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

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