¹¹ I have known every fowl of the mountains, And the wild beast of the field `is' with Me.

²⁶ look to the fowls of the heaven, for they do not sow, nor reap, nor gather into storehouses, and your heavenly Father doth nourish them; are not ye much better than they?

²⁰ And God saith, `Let the waters teem with the teeming living creature, and fowl let fly on the earth on the face of the expanse of the heavens.'

²¹ And God prepareth the great monsters, and every living creature that is creeping, which the waters have teemed with, after their kind, and every fowl with wing, after its kind, and God seeth that `it is' good.

²² And God blesseth them, saying, `Be fruitful, and multiply, and fill the waters in the seas, and the fowl let multiply in the earth:'

²⁴ `Consider the ravens, that they sow not, nor reap, to which there is no barn nor storehouse, and God doth nourish them; how much better are ye than the fowls?

²⁹ `Are not two sparrows sold for an assar? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father;

³⁰ and of you -- even the hairs of the head are all numbered;

³¹ be not therefore afraid, than many sparrows ye are better.

¹⁵ `If an evil beast I cause to pass through the land, and it hath bereaved, and it hath been a desolation, without any passing through because of the beast --

¹⁶ these three men in its midst: I live -- an affirmation of the Lord Jehovah -- neither sons nor daughters do they deliver; they alone are delivered, and the land is a desolation.

⁹ Every beast of the field, Come to devour, every beast in the forest.

⁹ Giving to the beast its food, To the young of the ravens that call.

¹² By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice.

²⁶ By thine understanding flieth a hawk? Spreadeth he his wings to the south?

²⁷ At thy command goeth an eagle up high? Or lifteth he up his nest?

²⁸ A rock he doth inhabit, Yea, he lodgeth on the tooth of a rock, and fortress.

²⁹ From thence he hath sought food, To a far off place his eyes look attentively,

³⁰ And his brood gulph up blood, And where the pierced `are' -- there `is' he!

¹³ The wing of the rattling ones exulteth, Whether the pinion of the ostrich or hawk.

¹⁴ For she leaveth on the earth her eggs, And on the dust she doth warm them,

¹⁵ And she forgetteth that a foot may press it, And a beast of the field tread it down.

¹⁶ Her young ones it hath hardened without her, In vain `is' her labour without fear.

¹⁷ For God hath caused her to forget wisdom, And He hath not given a portion To her in understanding:

¹⁸ At the time on high she lifteth herself up, She laugheth at the horse and at his rider.

⁴¹ Who doth prepare for a raven his provision, When his young ones cry unto God? They wander without food.