Job 39

hayadata et ledet ya'ale-sala kholel ayyalot tishmor

Do you know the season when the mountain goats give birth? Can you mark the time when the hinds calve?

tispor yerakhim temallenah veyadata et lidtanah

Can you count the months they must complete? Do you know the season they give birth,

tikhranah yaldehen tefallakhnah khevlehem teshallakhnah

When they couch to bring forth their offspring, To deliver their young?

yakhlemu venehem yirbu vabbar yatse'u velo-shavu lamo

Their young are healthy; they grow up in the open; They leave and return no more.

mi-shillakh pere khofshi umoserot arod mi fitteakh

Who sets the wild ass free? Who loosens the bonds of the onager,

asher-samti aravah veto umishkenotayw melekhah

Whose home I have made the wilderness, The salt land its dwelling-place?

yiskhaq lahamon qiryah teshu'ot noges lo yishma

It scoffs at the tumult of the city, Does not hear the shouts of the driver.

yetur harim mirehu ve'akhar kol-yaroq yidrosh

It roams the hills for its pasture; It searches for any green thing.

hayoveh rem ovdekha im-yalin al-avusekha

Would the wild ox agree to serve you? Would it spend the night at your crib?

hatiqshor-rem betelem avoto im-yesadded amaqim akharekha

Can you hold the wild ox by ropes to the furrow? Would it plow up the valleys behind you?

hativtakh-bo ki-rav kokho veta'azov elayw yegi'ekha

Would you rely on its great strength And leave your toil to it?

hata'amin bo ki-[yashiv] (yshvv) zarekha vegornekha ye'esof

Would you trust the ox to bring in the seed And gather it in from your threshing floor?

kenaf-renanim ne'elasah im-evrah khasidah venotsah

The wing of the ostrich beats joyously; Are its pinions and plumage like the stork’s?

ki-ta'azov la'arets betseha ve'al-afar tekhammem

It leaves its eggs on the ground, Letting them warm in the dirt,

vattishkakh ki-regel tezureha vekhayyat hassadeh tedusheha

Forgetting they may be crushed underfoot, Or trampled by a wild beast.

hiqshiakh baneha lelo-lah leriq yegi'ah beli-fakhad

Its young are cruelly abandoned as if they were not its own; Its labor is in vain for lack of concern.

ki-hishah eloah khokhmah velo-khalaq lah babbinah

For God deprived it of wisdom, Gave it no share of understanding,

ka'et bammarom tamri tiskhaq lassus ulerokhevo

Else it would soar on high, Scoffing at the horse and its rider.

hatitten lassus gevurah hatalbish tsavvaro ramah

Do you give the horse its strength? Do you clothe its neck with a mane?

hatarishennu ka'arbeh hod nakhro emah

Do you make it quiver like locusts, Its majestic snorting [spreading] terror?

yakhperu va'emeq veyasis bekhoakh yetse liqrat-nasheq

It paws with force, it runs with vigor, Charging into battle.

yiskhaq lefakhad velo yekhat velo-yashuv mippene-kharev

It scoffs at fear; it cannot be frightened; It does not recoil from the sword.

alayw tirneh ashpah lahav khanit vekhidon

A quiverful of arrows whizzes by it, And the flashing spear and the javelin.

bera'ash verogez yegamme-arets velo-ya'amin ki-qol shofar

Trembling with excitement, it swallows the land; It does not turn aside at the blast of the trumpet.

bede shofar yomar he'akh umerakhoq yariakh milkhamah ra'am sarim uteru'ah

As the trumpet sounds, it says, “Aha!” From afar it smells the battle, The roaring and shouting of the officers.

hamibbinatekha ya'aver-nets yifros kenafav leteman

Is it by your wisdom that the hawk grows pinions, Spreads its wings to the south?

im-al-pikha yagbiah nasher vekhi yarim qinno

Does the eagle soar at your command, Building its nest high,

sela yishkon veyitlonan al shen-sela umetsudah

Dwelling in the rock, Lodging upon the fastness of a jutting rock?

misham khafar-okhel lemerakhoq enayw yabbitu

From there it spies out its food; From afar its eyes see it.

ve'efrokhav ye'alu-dam uva'asher khalalim sham hu

Its young gulp blood; Where the slain are, there it is.