UKJV - Job - 39

39:1  Know you the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? or can you mark when the hinds do calve?

39:2  Can you number the months that they fulfill? or know you the time when they bring forth?

39:3  They bow themselves, they bring forth their young ones, they cast out their sorrows.

39:4  Their young ones are in good looking, they grow up with corn; they go forth, and return not unto them.

39:5  Who has sent out the wild ass free? or who has loosed the bands of the wild ass?

39:6  Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings.

39:7  He scorns the multitude of the city, neither regards he the crying of the driver.

39:8  The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searches after every green thing.

39:9  Will the unicorn (p. ox) be willing to serve you, or abide by your crib?

39:10  Can you bind the unicorn (p. ox) with his band in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after you?

39:11  Will you trust him, because his strength is great? or will you leave your labour to him?

39:12  Will you believe him, that he will bring home your seed, and gather it into your barn?

39:13  Gave you the goodly wings unto the peacocks? or wings and feathers unto the ostrich?

39:14  Which left her eggs in the earth, and warms them in dust,

39:15  And forgets that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may break them.

39:16  She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not her's: her labour is in vain without fear;

39:17  Because God has deprived her of wisdom, neither has he imparted to her understanding.

39:18  What time she lifts up herself on high, she scorns the horse and his rider.

39:19  Have you given the horse strength? have you clothed his neck with thunder?

39:20  Can you make him afraid as a grasshopper? the glory of his nostrils is terrible.

39:21  He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength: he goes on to meet the armed men.

39:22  He mocks at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turns he back from the sword.

39:23  The quiver rattles against him, the glittering spear and the shield.

39:24  He swallows the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believes he that it is the sound of the trumpet.

39:25  He says among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smells the battle far off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

39:26  Does the hawk fly by your wisdom, and stretch her wings toward the south?

39:27  Does the eagle mount up at your command, and make her nest on high?

39:28  She dwells and abides on the rock, upon the crag of the rock, and the strong place.

39:29  From thence she seeks the prey, and her eyes behold far off.

39:30  Her young ones also suck up blood: and where the slain are, there is she.