39:1 Knowest
thou
the
time
when
the
wild
goates
of
the
rocke
bring
forth
or
canst
thou
marke
when
the
hindes
doe
calue
39:2 Canst
thou
number
the
moneths
that
they
fulfill
or
knowest
thou
the
time
when
they
bring
forth
39:3 They
bowe
themselues,
they
bring
forth
their
young
ones,
they
cast
out
their
sorrowes.
39:4 Their
yong
ones
are
in
good
liking,
they
grow
vp
with
corne:
they
go
forth,
and
returne
not
vnto
them.
39:5 Who
hath
sent
out
the
wild
asse
free
or
who
hath
looosed
the
bands
of
the
wild
asse
39:6 Whose
house
I
haue
made
the
wildernesse,
and
the
barren
lande
his
dwellings.
39:7 He
scorneth
the
multitude
of
the
citie,
neither
regardeth
he
the
crying
of
the
driuer.
39:8 The
range
of
the
mountaines
is
his
pasture,
and
hee
searcheth
after
euery
greene
thing.
39:9 Will
the
Unicorne
be
willing
to
serue
thee
or
abide
by
thy
cribbe
39:10 Canst
thou
binde
the
Unicorne
with
his
band
in
the
furrow
or
will
he
harrow
the
valleyes
after
thee
39:11 Wilt
thou
trust
him
because
his
strength
is
great
or
wilt
thou
leaue
thy
labour
to
him
39:12 Wilt
thou
beleeue
him
that
hee
will
bring
home
thy
seed
and
gather
it
into
thy
barne
39:13 Gauest
thou
the
goodly
wings
vnto
the
peacocks,
or
wings
and
feathers
vnto
the
Ostrich
39:14 Which
leaueth
her
egges
in
the
earth,
and
warmeth
them
in
dust,
39:15 And
forgetteth
that
the
foot
may
crush
them,
or
that
the
wilde
beast
may
breake
them.
39:16 She
is
hardened
against
her
yong
ones,
as
though
they
were
not
hers:
her
labour
is
in
vaine
without
feare.
39:17 Because
God
hath
depriued
her
of
wisedome,
neither
hath
he
imparted
to
her
vnderstanding.
39:18 What
time
she
lifteth
vp
her
selfe
on
high,
she
scorneth
the
horse
and
his
rider.
39:19 Hast
thou
giuen
the
horse
strength
hast
thou
clothed
his
necke
with
thunder
39:20 Canst
thou
make
him
afraid
as
a
grashopper
the
glory
of
his
nostrils
is
terrible.
39:21 He
paweth
in
the
valley,
and
reioyceth
in
his
strength:
hee
goeth
on
to
meet
the
armed
men.
39:22 He
mocketh
at
feare,
and
is
not
affrighted:
neither
turneth
he
backe
from
the
sword.
39:23 The
quiuer
ratleth
against
him,
the
glittering
speare
and
the
shield.
39:24 He
swalloweth
the
ground
with
fiercenesse
and
rage:
neither
beleeueth
he
that
it
is
the
sound
of
the
trumpet.
39:25 Hee
saith
among
the
trumpets,
Ha,
ha:
and
he
smelleth
the
battaile
afarre
off,
the
thunder
of
the
captaines,
and
the
shouting.
39:26 Doeth
the
hawke
flie
by
thy
wisedome,
and
stretch
her
wings
toward
the
South
39:27 Doeth
the
Eagle
mount
vp
at
thy
commaund
and
make
her
nest
on
high
39:28 She
dwelleth
and
abideth
on
the
rocke,
vpon
the
cragge
of
the
rocke,
and
the
strong
place.
39:29 From
thence
she
seeketh
the
pray,
and
her
eyes
behold
a
farre
off.
39:30 Her
yong
ones
also
suck
vp
blood:
and
where
the
slaine
are,
there
is
he.