God's New Bible

The Book of Job

Literal Standard Version 2020

- Chapter 39 -

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Have you known the time of || The bearing of the wild goats of the rock? Do you mark the bringing forth of does?
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Do you number the months they fulfill? And have you known the time of their bringing forth?
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They bow down, || They bring forth their young ones safely, || They cast forth their pangs.
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Their young ones are safe, || They grow up in the field, they have gone out, || And have not returned to them.
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Who has sent forth the wild donkey free? Indeed, who opened the bands of the wild donkey?
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Whose house I have made the wilderness, || And his dwellings the barren land,
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He laughs at the multitude of a city, || He does not hear the cries of an exactor.
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The range of mountains [is] his pasture, || And he seeks after every green thing.
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Is a wild ox willing to serve you? Does he lodge by your crib?
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Do you bind a wild ox in a furrow [with] his thick band? Does he harrow valleys after you?
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Do you trust in him because his power [is] great? And do you leave your labor to him?
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Do you trust in him || That he brings back your seed, || And gathers [it to] your threshing-floor?
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[The] wing of the crying ostriches exults, but as a pinion and feather of a stork?
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For she leaves her eggs on the earth, || And she warms them on the dust,
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And she forgets that a foot may press it, || And a beast of the field treads it down.
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It has hardened her young ones without her, || Her labor [is] in vain, without fear.
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For God has caused her to forget wisdom, || And He has not given a portion || To her in understanding;
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At the time she lifts herself up on high, || She laughs at the horse and his rider.
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Do you give might to the horse? Do you clothe his neck [with] a mane?
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Do you cause him to rush as a locust? The splendor of his snorting [is] terrible.
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They dig in a valley, and he rejoices in power, || He goes forth to meet the armor.
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He laughs at fear, and is not frightened, || And he does not turn back from the face of the sword.
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Quiver rattles against him, || The flame of a spear, and a javelin.
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He swallows the ground with trembling and rage, || And does not remain steadfast || Because of the sound of a horn.
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Among the horns he says, Aha, || And from afar he smells battle, || Roaring of princes and shouting.
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By your understanding does a hawk fly? Does he spread his wings to the south?
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At your command does an eagle go up high? Or lift up his nest?
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He inhabits a rock, || Indeed, he lodges on the tooth of a rock, and fortress.
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From there he has sought food, || His eyes look attentively to a far-off place,
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And his brood sucks up blood, || And where the pierced [are]—there [is] he!”