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# Chapter 39
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1 Do you know when mountain goats give birth?
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Have you watched the deer in labor?
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2 Can you count the months they are pregnant
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so you can know the time they give birth?
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3 They crouch down to give birth to their young;
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they deliver their newborn.
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4 Their offspring are healthy and grow up in the open field.
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They leave and do not return.
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5 Who set the wild donkey free?
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Who released the swift donkey from its harness?
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6 I made the desert its home,
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and the salty wasteland its dwelling.
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7 It scoffs at the noise of the village
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and never hears the shouts of a driver.
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8 It roams the mountains for its pastureland,
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searching for anything green.
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9 Would the wild ox be willing to serve you?
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Would it spend the night by your feeding trough?
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10 Can you hold the wild ox to a furrow by its harness?
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Will it plow the valleys behind you?
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11 Can you depend on it because its strength is great?
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Would you leave it to do your hard work?
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12 Can you trust the wild ox to harvest your grain
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and bring it to your threshing floor?
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13 The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully,
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but are her feathers and plumage like the stork’s?
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14 She abandons her eggs on the ground
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and lets them be warmed in the sand.
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15 She forgets that a foot may crush them
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or that some wild animal may trample them.
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16 She treats her young harshly, as if they were not her own,
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with no fear that her labor may have been in vain.
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17 For God has deprived her of wisdom;
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he has not endowed her with understanding.
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18 When she proudly spreads her wings,
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she laughs at the horse and its rider.
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19 Do you give strength to the horse?
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Do you adorn his neck with a mane?
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20 Do you make him leap like a locust?
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His proud snorting fills one with terror.
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21 He paws in the valley and rejoices in his strength;
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he charges into battle.
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22 He laughs at fear, since he is afraid of nothing;
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he does not run from the sword.
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23 A quiver rattles at his side,
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along with a flashing spear and a javelin.
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24 He charges ahead with trembling rage;
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he cannot stand still at the sound of the ram’s horn.
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25 When the ram’s horn blasts, he snorts defiantly.
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He smells the battle from a distance;
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he hears the officers’ shouts and the battle cry.
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26 Does the hawk take flight by your understanding
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and spread its wings to the south?
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27 Does the eagle soar at your command
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and make its nest on high?
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28 It lives on a cliff where it spends the night;
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its stronghold is on a rocky crag.
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29 From there it searches for prey;
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its eyes penetrate the distance.
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30 Its brood gulps down blood,
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and where the slain are, it is there. |