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Iob 39 - King James 1611 bible

Iob 39

¹Knowest thou the time when the wild goates of the rocke bring forth? or canst thou marke when the hindes doe calue?

²Canst thou number the moneths that they fulfill? or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?

³They bowe themselues, they bring forth their young ones, they cast out their sorrowes.

⁴Their yong ones are in good liking, they grow vp with corne: they go forth, and returne not vnto them.

⁵Who hath sent out the wild asse free? or who hath looosed the bands of the wild asse?

⁶Whose house I haue made the wildernesse, and the barren lande his dwellings.

⁷He scorneth the multitude of the citie, neither regardeth he the crying of the driuer.

⁸The range of the mountaines is his pasture, and hee searcheth after euery greene thing.

⁹Will the Unicorne be willing to serue thee? or abide by thy cribbe?

¹⁰Canst thou binde the Unicorne with his band in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleyes after thee?

¹¹Wilt thou trust him because his strength is great? or wilt thou leaue thy labour to him?

¹²Wilt thou beleeue him that hee will bring home thy seed? and gather it into thy barne?

¹³Gauest thou the goodly wings vnto the peacocks, or wings and feathers vnto the Ostrich?

¹⁴Which leaueth her egges in the earth, and warmeth them in dust,

¹⁵And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the wilde beast may breake them.

¹⁶She is hardened against her yong ones, as though they were not hers: her labour is in vaine without feare.

¹⁷Because God hath depriued her of wisedome, neither hath he imparted to her vnderstanding.

¹⁸What time she lifteth vp her selfe on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider.

¹⁹Hast thou giuen the horse strength? hast thou clothed his necke with thunder?

²⁰Canst thou make him afraid as a grashopper? the glory of his nostrils is terrible.

²¹He paweth in the valley, and reioyceth in his strength: hee goeth on to meet the armed men.

²²He mocketh at feare, and is not affrighted: neither turneth he backe from the sword.

²³The quiuer ratleth against him, the glittering speare and the shield.

²⁴He swalloweth the ground with fiercenesse and rage: neither beleeueth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.

²⁵Hee saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha: and he smelleth the battaile afarre off, the thunder of the captaines, and the shouting.

²⁶Doeth the hawke flie by thy wisedome, and stretch her wings toward the South?

²⁷Doeth the Eagle mount vp at thy commaund? and make her nest on high?

²⁸She dwelleth and abideth on the rocke, vpon the cragge of the rocke, and the strong place.

²⁹From thence she seeketh the pray, and her eyes behold a farre off.

³⁰Her yong ones also suck vp blood: and where the slaine are, there is he.