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\c 39
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\q
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\v 1 Do you know at what time the wild goats in the rocks bear their young?
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\q Can you watch when the deer are having their fawns?
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\q
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\v 2 Can you count the months that they gestate?
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\q Do you know the time when they bear their young?
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\q
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\v 3 They crouch down and birth their young,
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\q and then they finish their labor pains.
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\q
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\v 4 Their young ones become strong and grow up in the open fields;
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\q they go out and do not come back again.
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\q
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\v 5 Who let the wild donkey go free?
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\q Who has untied the bonds of the swift donkey,
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\q
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\v 6 whose home I have made in the Arabah,
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\q his house in the salt land?
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\q
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\v 7 He laughs in scorn at the noises in the city;
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\q he does not hear the driver’s shouts.
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\q
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\v 8 He roams over the mountains as his pastures;
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\q there he looks for every green plant to eat.
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\v 9 Will the wild ox be happy to serve you?
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\q Will he consent to stay by your manger?
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\q
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\v 10 With a rope, can you control the wild ox to plow the furrows?
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\q Will he harrow the valleys for you?
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\q
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\v 11 Will you trust him because his strength is great?
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\q Will you leave your work to him to do?
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\q
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\v 12 Will you depend on him to bring your grain home,
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\q to gather the grain for your threshing floor?
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\q
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\v 13 The wings of the ostrich wave proudly,
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\q but are they the pinions and plumage of love?
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\v 14 For she leaves her eggs on the earth,
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\q and she lets them keep warm in the dust;
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\v 15 she forgets that a foot might crush them
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\q or that a wild beast might trample them.
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\v 16 She deals roughly with her young ones as if they were not hers;
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\q she does not fear that her labor might have been in vain,
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\q
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\v 17 because God has deprived her of wisdom
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\q and has not given her any understanding.
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\v 18 When she runs swiftly,
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\q she laughs in scorn at the horse and its rider.
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\v 19 Have you given the horse his strength?
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\q Did you clothe his neck with his flowing mane?
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\q
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\v 20 Have you ever made him jump like a locust?
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\q The majesty of his snorting is fearsome.
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\v 21 He paws in might and rejoices in his strength;
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\q he rushes out to meet the weapons.
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\v 22 He mocks fear and is not dismayed;
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\q he does not turn back from the sword.
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\v 23 The quiver rattles against his flank,
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\q along with the flashing spear and the javelin.
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\v 24 He swallows up ground with fierceness and rage;
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\q at the trumpet’s sound, he cannot stand in one place.
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\v 25 Whenever the trumpets sounds, he says, ‘Aha!’
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\q He smells the battle from far away—
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\q the thunderous shouts of the commanders and the outcries.
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\v 26 Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars,
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\q that he stretches out his wings for the south?
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\v 27 Is it at your orders that the eagle mounts up
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\q and makes his nest in high places?
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\q
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\v 28 He lives on cliffs and makes his home
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\q on the peaks of cliffs, a stronghold.
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\v 29 From there he searches for victims;
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\q his eyes see them from very far away.
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\q
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\v 30 His young also drink up blood;
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\q where killed people are, there he is.”
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