Job 39: (ASV)
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1) Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? Or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?
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2) Canst thou number the months that they fulfil? Or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
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3) They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, They cast out their pains.
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4) Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field; They go forth, and return not again.
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5) Who hath sent out the wild ass free? Or who hath loosed the bonds of the swift ass,
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6) Whose home I have made the wilderness, And the salt land his dwelling-place?
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7) He scorneth the tumult of the city, Neither heareth he the shoutings of the driver.
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8) The range of the mountains is his pasture, And he searcheth after every green thing.
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9) Will the wild-ox be content to serve thee? Or will he abide by thy crib?
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10) Canst thou bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
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11) Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? Or wilt thou leave to him thy labor?
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12) Wilt thou confide in him, that he will bring home thy seed, And gather the grain of thy threshing-floor?
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13) The wings of the ostrich wave proudly; But are they the pinions and plumage of love?
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14) For she leaveth her eggs on the earth, And warmeth them in the dust,
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15) And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, Or that the wild beast may trample them.
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16) She dealeth hardly with her young ones, as if they were not hers: Though her labor be in vain, she is without fear;
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17) Because God hath deprived her of wisdom, Neither hath he imparted to her understanding.
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18) What time she lifteth up herself on high, She scorneth the horse and his rider.
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19) Hast thou given the horse his might? Hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane?
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20) Hast thou made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is terrible.
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21) He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: He goeth out to meet the armed men.
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22) He mocketh at fear, and is not dismayed; Neither turneth he back from the sword.
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23) The quiver rattleth against him, The flashing spear and the javelin.
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24) He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage; Neither believeth he that it is the voice of the trumpet.
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25) As oft as the trumpet soundeth he saith, Aha! And he smelleth the battle afar off, The thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
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26) Is it by thy wisdom that the hawk soareth, And stretcheth her wings toward the south?
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27) Is it at thy command that the eagle mounteth up, And maketh her nest on high?
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28) On the cliff she dwelleth, and maketh her home, Upon the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.
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29) From thence she spieth out the prey; Her eyes behold it afar off.
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30) Her young ones also suck up blood: And where the slain are, there is she.
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