⁸ Bird of the heavens, and fish of the sea, Passing through the paths of the seas!

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:'

²³ and there is an evening, and there is a morning -- day fifth.

²⁴ And God saith, `Let the earth bring forth the living creature after its kind, cattle and creeping thing, and beast of the earth after its kind:' and it is so.

²⁵ And God maketh the beast of the earth after its kind, and the cattle after their kind, and every creeping thing of the ground after its kind, and God seeth that `it is' good.

¹⁰ The wild beast, and all cattle, Creeping thing, and winged bird,

³⁹ Dost thou hunt for a lion prey? And the desire of young lions fulfil?

⁴⁰ When they bow down in dens -- Abide in a thicket for a covert?

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

¹ Hast thou known the time of The bearing of the wild goats of the rock? The bringing forth of hinds thou dost mark!

² Thou dost number the months they fulfil? And thou hast known the time of their bringing forth!

³ They bow down, Their young ones they bring forth safely, Their pangs they cast forth.

⁴ Safe are their young ones, They grow up in the field, they have gone out, And have not returned to them.

⁵ Who hath sent forth the wild ass free? Yea, the bands of the wild ass who opened?

⁶ Whose house I have made the wilderness, And his dwellings the barren land,

⁷ He doth laugh at the multitude of a city, The cries of an exactor he heareth not.

⁸ The range of mountains `is' his pasture, And after every green thing he seeketh.

⁹ Is a Reem willing to serve thee? Doth he lodge by thy crib?

¹⁰ Dost thou bind a Reem in a furrow `with' his thick band? Doth he harrow valleys after thee?

¹¹ Dost thou trust in him because great `is' his power? And dost thou leave unto him thy labour?

¹² Dost thou trust in him That he doth bring back thy seed? And `to' thy threshing-floor doth gather `it'?

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.

¹⁹ Dost thou give to the horse might? Dost thou clothe his neck `with' a mane?

²⁰ Dost thou cause him to rush as a locust? The majesty of his snorting `is' terrible.

²¹ They dig in a valley, and he rejoiceth in power, He goeth forth to meet the armour.

²² He laugheth at fear, and is not affrighted, And he turneth not back from the face of the sword.

²³ Against him rattle doth quiver, The flame of a spear, and a halbert.

²⁴ With trembling and rage he swalloweth the ground, And remaineth not stedfast Because of the sound of a trumpet.

²⁵ Among the trumpets he saith, Aha, And from afar he doth smell battle, Roaring of princes and shouting.

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!

¹⁵ Lo, I pray thee, Behemoth, that I made with thee: Grass as an ox he eateth.

¹⁶ Lo, I pray thee, his power `is' in his loins, And his strength in the muscles of his belly.

¹⁷ He doth bend his tail as a cedar, The sinews of his thighs are wrapped together,

¹⁸ His bones `are' tubes of brass, His bones `are' as a bar of iron.

¹⁹ He `is' a beginning of the ways of God, His Maker bringeth nigh his sword;

²⁰ For food do mountains bear for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.

²¹ Under shades he lieth down, In a secret place of reed and mire.

²² Cover him do shades, `with' their shadow, Cover him do willows of the brook.

²³ Lo, a flood oppresseth -- he doth not haste, He is confident though Jordan Doth come forth unto his mouth.

²⁴ Before his eyes doth `one' take him, With snares doth `one' pierce the nose?

¹ Dost thou draw leviathan with an angle? And with a rope thou lettest down -- his tongue?

² Dost thou put a reed in his nose? And with a thorn pierce his jaw?

³ Doth he multiply unto thee supplications? Doth he speak unto thee tender things?

⁴ Doth he make a covenant with thee? Dost thou take him for a servant age-during?

⁵ Dost thou play with him as a bird? And dost thou bind him for thy damsels?

⁶ (Feast upon him do companions, They divide him among the merchants!)

⁷ Dost thou fill with barbed irons his skin? And with fish-spears his head?

⁸ Place on him thy hand, Remember the battle -- do not add!

⁹ Lo, the hope of him is found a liar, Also at his appearance is not one cast down?

¹⁰ None so fierce that he doth awake him, And who `is' he before Me stationeth himself?

¹¹ Who hath brought before Me and I repay? Under the whole heavens it `is' mine.

¹² I do not keep silent concerning his parts, And the matter of might, And the grace of his arrangement.

¹³ Who hath uncovered the face of his clothing? Within his double bridle who doth enter?

¹⁴ The doors of his face who hath opened? Round about his teeth `are' terrible.

¹⁵ A pride -- strong ones of shields, Shut up -- a close seal.

¹⁶ One unto another they draw nigh, And air doth not enter between them.

¹⁷ One unto another they adhere, They stick together and are not separated.

¹⁸ His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes `are' as the eyelids of the dawn.

¹⁹ Out of his mouth do flames go, sparks of fire escape.

²⁰ Out of his nostrils goeth forth smoke, As a blown pot and reeds.

²¹ His breath setteth coals on fire, And a flame from his mouth goeth forth.

²² In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult.

²³ The flakes of his flesh have adhered -- Firm upon him -- it is not moved.

²⁴ His heart `is' firm as a stone, Yea, firm as the lower piece.

²⁵ From his rising are the mighty afraid, From breakings they keep themselves free.

²⁶ The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear -- dart -- and lance.

²⁷ He reckoneth iron as straw, brass as rotten wood.

²⁸ The son of the bow doth not cause him to flee, Turned by him into stubble are stones of the sling.

²⁹ As stubble have darts been reckoned, And he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.

³⁰ Under him `are' sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire.

³¹ He causeth to boil as a pot the deep, The sea he maketh as a pot of ointment.

³² After him he causeth a path to shine, One thinketh the deep to be hoary.

³³ There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror.

³⁴ Every high thing he doth see, He `is' king over all sons of pride.