^{1 Ref} "Do you know the time when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears fawns?

^{2 Ref} Can you number the months that they fulfill? Or do you know the time when they give birth?

³ They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, They end their labor pains.

⁴ Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go forth, and don't return again.

^{5 Ref} "Who has set the wild donkey free? Or who has loosened the bonds of the swift donkey,

^{6 Ref} Whose home I have made the wilderness, And the salt land his dwelling-place?

^{7 Ref} He scorns the tumult of the city, Neither hears he the shouting of the driver.

^{8 Ref} The range of the mountains is his pasture, He searches after every green thing.

^{9 Ref} "Will the wild ox be content to serve you? Or will he stay by your feeding trough?

^{10 Ref} Can you hold the wild ox in the furrow with his harness? Or will he till the valleys after you?

^{11 Ref} Will you trust him, because his strength is great? Or will you leave to him your labor?

^{12 Ref} Will you confide in him, that he will bring home your seed, And gather the grain of your threshing floor?

^{13 Ref} "The wings of the ostrich wave proudly; But are they the feathers and plumage of love?

¹⁴ For she leaves her eggs on the earth, Warms them in the dust,

¹⁵ And forgets that the foot may crush them, Or that the wild animal may trample them.

^{16 Ref} She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,

^{17 Ref} Because God has deprived her of wisdom, Neither has he imparted to her understanding.

^{18 Ref} When she lifts up herself on high, She scorns the horse and his rider.

^{19 Ref} "Have you given the horse might? Have you clothed his neck with a quivering mane?

^{20 Ref} Have you made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is awesome.

^{21 Ref} He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength: He goes out to meet the armed men.

^{22 Ref} He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed; Neither does he turn back from the sword.

^{23 Ref} The quiver rattles against him, The flashing spear and the javelin.

^{24 Ref} He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, Neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.

^{25 Ref} As often as the trumpet sounds he snorts, 'Aha!' He smells the battle afar off, The thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

^{26 Ref} "Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, And stretches her wings toward the south?

^{27 Ref} Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up, And makes his nest on high?

^{28 Ref} On the cliff he dwells, and makes his home, On the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.

^{29 Ref} From there he spies out the prey. His eyes see it afar off.

^{30 Ref} His young ones also suck up blood. Where the slain are, there he is."