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Job 39
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Do you know how mountain goats give birth, or have you ever watched the hinds in labour?
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How many months do they carry their young? At what time do they give birth?
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They crouch to drop their young, and let their burdens fall in the open desert;
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and when the calves have grown and gathered strength they leave them, never to return.
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Who gave the wild donkey his freedom, and untied the rope from his proud neck?
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I have given him the desert as a home, the salt plains as his own habitat.
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He scorns the turmoil of the town there are no shouts from a driver for him to listen for.
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The mountains are the pastures that he ranges in quest of any type of green blade or leaf.
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Is the wild ox willing to serve you or spend a night beside your manger?
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If you tie a rope round his neck will he harrow the furrows for you?
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Can you rely on his massive strength and leave him to do your heavy work?
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Can you depend on him to come home carrying your grain to your threshing-floor?
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Can the wing of the ostrich be compared with the plumage of the stork or falcon?
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She leaves her eggs on the ground with only earth to warm them;
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forgetting that a foot may tread on them or a wild beast may crush them.
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Cruel to her chicks as if they were not hers, little she cares if her labour goes for nothing.
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God, you see, has made her unwise, and given her no share of common sense.
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Yet, if she bestirs herself to use her height, she can make fools of horse and rider too.
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Are you the one who makes the horse so brave and covers his neck with flowing hair?
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Do you make him leap like a grasshopper? His proud neighing spreads terror far and wide.
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Exultantly he paws the soil of the valley, and prances eagerly to meet the clash of arms.
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He laughs at fear; he is afraid of nothing, he recoils before no sword.
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On his back the quiver rattles, the flashing spear and javelin.
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Quivering with impatience, he eats up the miles; when the trumpet sounds, there is no holding him.
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At each trumpet blast he shouts ‘Hurrah!’ He scents the battle from afar, hearing the thundering of chiefs, the shouting.
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Does the hawk take flight on your advice when he spreads his wings to travel south?
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Does the eagle soar at your command to make her eyrie in the heights?
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She spends her nights among the crags with an unclimbed peak as her redoubt
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from which she watches for prey, fixing it with her far-ranging eye.
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She feeds her young on blood: wherever men fall dying, there she is.
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