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¹ Do you know the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? [Or] can you mark when the hinds calve?² Can you number the months that they fulfill? Or do you know the time when they bring forth?³ They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, They cast out their pains.⁴ Their young ones become strong, they grow up in the open field; They go forth, and don't return again.⁵ Who has sent out the wild donkey free? Or who has loosed the bonds of the swift donkey,⁶ Whose home I have made the wilderness, And the salt land his dwelling-place?⁷ He scorns the tumult of the city, Neither does he hear the shoutings of the driver.⁸ The range of the mountains is his pasture, And he searches after every green thing.⁹ Will the wild-ox be content to serve you? Or will he abide by your crib?¹⁰ Can you bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys after you?¹¹ Will you trust him, because his strength is great? Or will you leave to him your labor?¹² Will you confide in him, that he will bring home your seed, And gather [the grain] of your threshing-floor?

¹³ The wings of the ostrich wave proudly; [But] is it a pious plumage and down?¹⁴ For she leaves her eggs on the earth, And warms them in the dust,¹⁵ And forgets that the foot may crush them, Or that the wild beast may trample them.¹⁶ She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers: Though her labor is in vain, [she is] without fear;¹⁷ Because God has deprived her of wisdom, Neither has he imparted to her understanding.¹⁸ What time she lifts up herself on high, She scorns the horse and his rider.

¹⁹ Have you given the horse [his] might? Have you clothed his neck with the quivering mane?²⁰ Have you made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is terrible.²¹ He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength: He goes out to meet the armed men.²² He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed; Neither does he turn back from the sword.²³ The quiver rattles against him, The flashing spear and the javelin.²⁴ He swallows the ground with fierceness and rage; Neither does he believe that it is the voice of the trumpet.²⁵ As often as the trumpet [sounds] he says, Aha! And he smells the battle far off, The thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

²⁶ Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, (And) stretches her wings toward the south?²⁷ Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up, And makes her nest on high?²⁸ On the cliff she dwells, and makes her home, On the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.²⁹ From there she spies out the prey; Her eyes watch it far off.³⁰ Her young ones also suck up blood: And where the slain are, there she is.