"Job, do you know when mountain goats have their babies?
Do you watch when female deer give birth?
Do you count the months until the animals have their babies?
Do you know the time when they give birth?
They bend their back legs and have their babies.
Then their labor pains stop.
Their little ones grow strong and healthy in the wild.
They leave and do not come home again.
"Who let the wild donkeys go free?
Who untied their ropes?
I gave them the dry and empty land as their home.
I gave them salt flats to live in.
They laugh at all of the noise in town.
They do not hear the shouts of the donkey drivers.
They wander over the hills to look for grass.
They search for anything green to eat.
"Job, will wild oxen agree to serve you?
Will they stay by your feed box at night?
Can you keep them in straight rows with harnesses?
Will they plow the valleys behind you?
Will you depend on them for their great strength?
Will you let them do your heavy work?
Can you trust them to bring in your grain?
Will they take it to your threshing floor?
"The wings of ostriches flap with joy.
But they can't compare with the wings and feathers of storks.
Ostriches lay their eggs on the ground.
They let them get warm in the sand.
They do not know that something might step on them.
A wild animal might walk all over them.
Ostriches are mean to their little ones.
They treat them as if they did not belong to them.
They do not care that their work was useless.
I did not provide ostriches with wisdom.
I did not give them good sense.
But when they spread their feathers to run,
they laugh at a horse and its rider.
"Job, do you give horses their strength?
Do you put flowing manes on their necks?
Do you make them jump like locusts?
They terrify others with their proud snorting.
They paw the ground wildly.
They are filled with joy.
They charge at their enemies.
They laugh at fear. They are not afraid of anything.
They do not run away from swords.
Many arrows rattle at their sides.
Flashing spears and javelins are also there.
They are so stirred up that they eat up the ground.
They can't stand still when trumpets are blown.
When they hear the trumpets they snort, 'Aha!'
They catch the smells of battle far away.
They hear the shouts of commanders and the battle cries.
"Job, are you wise enough to teach hawks where to fly?
They spread their wings and fly toward the south.
Do you command eagles to fly so high?
They build their nests as high as they can.
They live on cliffs and stay there at night.
High up on the rocks they think they are safe.
From there they look for their food.
They can see it from far away.
Their little ones like to eat blood.
Eagles gather where they see dead bodies."