1 ¿Sabes tú el tiempo en que paren las cabras monteses? ¿O miraste tú las ciervas cuando están pariendo?
2 ¿Contaste tú los meses de su preñez, Y sabes el tiempo cuando han de parir?
3 Encórvanse, hacen salir sus hijos, Pasan sus dolores.
4 Sus hijos están sanos, crecen con el pasto: Salen y no vuelven á ellas.
5 ¿Quién echó libre al asno montés, y quién soltó sus ataduras?
6 Al cual yo puse casa en la soledad, Y sus moradas en lugares estériles.
7 Búrlase de la multitud de la ciudad: No oye las voces del arriero.
8 Lo oculto de los montes es su pasto, Y anda buscando todo lo que está verde.
9 ¿Querrá el unicornio servirte á ti, Ni quedar á tu pesebre?
10 ¿Atarás tú al unicornio con su coyunda para el surco? ¿Labrará los valles en pos de ti?
11 ¿Confiarás tú en él, por ser grande su fortaleza, Y le fiarás tu labor?
12 ¿Fiarás de él que te tornará tu simiente, Y que la allegará en tu era?
13 ¿Diste tú hermosas alas al pavo real, O alas y plumas al avestruz?
14 El cual desampara en la tierra sus huevos, Y sobre el polvo los calienta,
15 Y olvídase de que los pisará el pie, Y que los quebrará bestia del campo.
16 Endurécese para con sus hijos, como si no fuesen suyos, No temiendo que su trabajo haya sido en vano:
17 Porque le privó Dios de sabiduría, Y no le dió inteligencia.
18 Luego que se levanta en alto, Búrlase del caballo y de su jinete.
19 ¿Diste tú al caballo la fortaleza? ¿Vestiste tú su cerviz de relincho?
20 ¿Le intimidarás tú como á alguna langosta? El resoplido de su nariz es formidable:
21 Escarba la tierra, alégrase en su fuerza, Sale al encuentro de las armas:
22 Hace burla del espanto, y no teme, Ni vuelve el rostro delante de la espada.
23 Contra él suena la aljaba, El hierro de la lanza y de la pica:
24 Y él con ímpetu y furor escarba la tierra, Sin importarle el sonido de la bocina;
25 Antes como que dice entre los clarines: Ea! Y desde lejos huele la batalla, el grito de los capitanes, y la vocería.
26 ¿Vuela el gavilán por tu industria, Y extiende hacia el mediodía sus alas?
27 ¿Se remonta el águila por tu mandamiento, Y pone en alto su nido?
28 Ella habita y está en la piedra, En la cumbre del peñasco y de la roca.
29 Desde allí acecha la comida: Sus ojos observan de muy lejos.
30 Sus pollos chupan la sangre: Y donde hubiere cadáveres, allí está.
1 \38:39\Do you go after food for the she-lion, or get meat so that the young lions may have enough,
2 \38:40\When they are stretched out in their holes, and are waiting in the brushwood?
3 \38:41\Who gives in the evening the meat he is searching for, when his young ones are crying to God; when the young lions with loud noise go wandering after their food?
4 \39:1\Have you knowledge of the rock-goats? or do you see the roes giving birth to their young?
5 \39:2\Is the number of their months fixed by you? or is the time when they give birth ordered by you?
6 \39:3\They are bent down, they give birth to their young, they let loose the fruit of their body.
7 \39:4\Their young ones are strong, living in the open country; they go out and do not come back again.
8 \39:5\Who has let the ass of the fields go free? or made loose the bands of the loud-voiced beast?
9 \39:6\To whom I have given the waste land for a heritage, and the salt land as a living-place.
10 \39:7\He makes sport of the noise of the town; the voice of the driver does not come to his ears;
11 \39:8\He goes looking for his grass-lands in the mountains, searching out every green thing.
12 \39:9\Will the ox of the mountains be your servant? or is his night's resting-place by your food-store?
13 \39:10\Will he be pulling your plough with cords, turning up the valleys after you?
14 \39:11\Will you put your faith in him, because his strength is great? will you give the fruit of your work into his care?
15 \39:12\Will you be looking for him to come back, and get in your seed to the crushing-floor?
16 \39:13\Is the wing of the ostrich feeble, or is it because she has no feathers,
17 \39:14\That she puts her eggs on the earth, warming them in the dust,
18 \39:15\Without a thought that they may be crushed by the foot, and broken by the beasts of the field?
19 \39:16\She is cruel to her young ones, as if they were not hers; her work is to no purpose; she has no fear.
20 \39:17\For God has taken wisdom from her mind, and given her no measure of knowledge.
21 \39:18\When she is shaking her wings on high, she makes sport of the horse and of him who is seated on him.
22 \39:19\Do you give strength to the horse? is it by your hand that his neck is clothed with power?
23 \39:20\Is it through you that he is shaking like a locust, in the pride of his loud-sounding breath?
24 \39:21\He is stamping with joy in the valley; he makes sport of fear.
25 \39:22\In his strength he goes out against the arms of war, turning not away from the sword.
26 \39:23\The bow is sounding against him; he sees the shining point of spear and arrow.
27 \39:24\Shaking with passion, he is biting the earth; he is not able to keep quiet at the sound of the horn;
28 \39:25\When it comes to his ears he says, Aha! He is smelling the fight from far off, and hearing the thunder of the captains, and the war-cries.
29 \39:26\Is it through your knowledge that the hawk takes his flight, stretching out his wings to the south?
30 \39:27\Or is it by your orders that the eagle goes up, and makes his resting-place on high?
31 \39:28\On the rock is his house, and on the mountain-top his strong place.
32 \39:29\From there he is watching for food; his eye sees it far off.
33 \39:30\His young have blood for their drink, and where the dead bodies are, there is he to be seen.
34 \40:1\...
35 \40:2\Will he who is protesting give teaching to the Ruler of all? Let him who has arguments to put forward against God give an answer.
36 \40:3\And Job said in answer to the Lord,
37 \40:4\Truly, I am of no value; what answer may I give to you? I will put my hand on my mouth.
38 \40:5\I have said once, and even twice, what was in my mind, but I will not do so again.