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The Book of Job, Chapter 39
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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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Canst thou
number the months that they fulfil? or knowest thou the time when they
bring forth?
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They bow themselves, they bring forth their young
ones, they cast out their sorrows.
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Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up with corn; they
go forth, and return not unto them.
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Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands
of the wild ass?
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Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the
barren land his dwellings.
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He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the
crying of the driver.
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The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after
every green thing.
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Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, or abide by thy crib?
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Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? or will
he harrow the valleys after thee?
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Wilt thou trust him, because
his strength is great? or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
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Wilt thou believe him, that he will bring home thy seed, and gather it
into thy barn?
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Gavest thou the goodly wings unto the peacocks?
or wings and feathers unto the ostrich?
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Which leaveth her eggs
in the earth, and warmeth them in dust,
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And forgetteth that the
foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may break them.
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She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not
her's: her labour is in vain without fear;
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Because God hath
deprived her of wisdom, neither hath he imparted to her understanding.
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What time she lifteth up herself on high, she scorneth the horse
and his rider.
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Hast thou given the horse strength? hast thou clothed his neck
with thunder?
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Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? the
glory of his nostrils is terrible.
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He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth
on to meet the armed men.
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He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he
back from the sword.
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The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the
shield.
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He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither
believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.
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He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle
afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
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Doth the hawk fly by thy wisdom, and stretch her wings toward
the south?
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Doth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make her
nest on high?
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She dwelleth and abideth on the rock, upon the
crag of the rock, and the strong place.
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From thence she seeketh the prey, and her eyes behold afar off.
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Her young ones also suck up blood: and where the slain are,
there is she.
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