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! |