Job 39
Geneva Bible
1Wilt thou hunt the pray for the lyon? or fill the appetite of the lyons whelpes,
2When they couch in their places, and remaine in the couert to lye in waite?
3Who prepareth for the rauen his meate, when his birdes crie vnto God, wandering for lacke of meate?
4Knowest thou the time when the wilde goates bring foorth yong? or doest thou marke when the hindes doe calue?
5Canst thou nomber the moneths that they fulfill? or knowest thou the time when they bring foorth?
6They bow them selues: they bruise their yong and cast out their sorowes.
7Yet their yong waxe fatte, and growe vp with corne: they goe foorth and returne not vnto them.
8Who hath set the wilde asse at libertie? or who hath loosed the bondes of the wilde asse?
9It is I which haue made the wildernesse his house, and the salt places his dwellings.
10He derideth the multitude of the citie: he heareth not the crie of the driuer.
11He seeketh out the mountaine for his pasture, and searcheth after euery greene thing.
12Will the vnicorne serue thee? or will he tary by thy cribbe?
13Canst thou binde the vnicorne with his band to labour in the furrowe? or will he plowe the valleyes after thee?
14Wilt thou trust in him, because his strength is great, and cast off thy labour vnto him?
15Wilt thou beleeue him, that he will bring home thy seede, and gather it vnto thy barne?
16Hast thou giuen the pleasant wings vnto the peacockes? or winges and feathers vnto the ostriche?
17Which leaueth his egges in the earth, and maketh them hote in the dust,
18And forgetteth that the foote might scatter the, or that the wild beast might breake the.
19He sheweth himselfe cruell vnto his yong ones, as they were not his, and is without feare, as if he trauailed in vaine.
20For God had depriued him of wisedom, and hath giuen him no part of vnderstanding.
21When time is, he mounteth on hie: he mocketh the horse and his rider.
22Hast thou giuen the horse strength? or couered his necke with neying?
23Hast thou made him afraid as the grashopper? his strong neying is fearefull.
24He diggeth in the valley, and reioyceth in his strength: he goeth foorth to meete the harnest man.
25He mocketh at feare, and is not afraid, and turneth not backe from the sworde,
26Though the quiuer rattle against him, the glittering speare and the shield.
27He swalloweth the ground for fearcenes and rage, and he beleeueth not that it is the noise of the trumpet.
28He sayth among the trumpets, Ha, ha: hee smellleth the battell afarre off, and the noyse of the captaines, and the shouting.
29Shall the hauke flie by thy wisedome, stretching out his wings toward the South?
30Doeth the eagle mount vp at thy commandement, or make his nest on hie?
31Shee abideth and remaineth in the rocke, euen vpon the toppe of the rocke, and the tower.
32From thence she spieth for meate, and her eyes beholde afarre off.
33His young ones also sucke vp blood: and where the slaine are, there is she.
34Moreouer ye Lord spake vnto Iob, and said,
35Is this to learne to striue with the Almightie? he that reprooueth God, let him answere to it.
36Then Iob answered the Lord, saying,
37Beholde, I am vile: what shall I answere thee? I will lay mine hand vpon my mouth.
38Once haue I spoken, but I will answere no more, yea twise, but I will proceede no further.
Reina-Valera 1909
1¿CAZARÁS tú la presa para el león? ¿y saciarás el hambre de los leoncillos,
2Cuando están echados en las cuevas, ó se están en sus guaridas para acechar?
3¿Quién preparó al cuervo su alimento, cuando sus pollos claman á Dios, bullendo de un lado á otro por carecer de comida?
4¿Sabes tú el tiempo en que paren las cabras monteses? ¿ó miraste tú las ciervas cuando están pariendo?
5¿Contaste tú los meses de su preñez, y sabes el tiempo cuando han de parir?
6Encórvanse, hacen salir sus hijos, pasan sus dolores.
7Sus hijos están sanos, crecen con el pasto: salen y no vuelven á ellas.
8¿Quién echó libre al asno montés, y quién soltó sus ataduras?
9Al cual yo puse casa en la soledad, y sus moradas en lugares estériles.
10Búrlase de la multitud de la ciudad: no oye las voces del arriero.
11Lo oculto de los montes es su pasto, y anda buscando todo lo que está verde.
12¿Querrá el unicornio servirte á ti, ni quedar á tu pesebre?
13¿Atarás tú al unicornio con su coyunda para el surco? ¿labrará los valles en pos de ti?
14¿Confiarás tú en él, por ser grande su fortaleza, y le fiarás tu labor?
15¿Fiarás de él que te tornará tu simiente, y que la allegará en tu era?
16¿Diste tú hermosas alas al pavo real, ó alas y plumas al avestruz?
17El cual desampara en la tierra sus huevos, y sobre el polvo los calienta,
18Y olvídase de que los pisará el pie, y que los quebrará bestia del campo.
19Endurécese para con sus hijos, como si no fuesen suyos, no temiendo que su trabajo haya sido en vano:
20Porque le privó Dios de sabiduría, y no le dió inteligencia.
21Luego que se levanta en alto, búrlase del caballo y de su jinete.
22¿Diste tú al caballo la fortaleza? ¿vestiste tú su cerviz de relincho?
23¿Le intimidarás tú como á alguna langosta? El resoplido de su nariz es formidable:
24Escarba la tierra, alégrase en su fuerza, sale al encuentro de las armas:
25Hace burla del espanto, y no teme, ni vuelve el rostro delante de la espada.
26Contra él suena la aljaba, el hierro de la lanza y de la pica:
27Y él con ímpetu y furor escarba la tierra, sin importarle el sonido de la bocina;
28Antes como que dice entre los clarines: ¡Ea!, y desde lejos huele la batalla, el grito de los capitanes, y la vocería.
29¿Vuela el gavilán por tu industria, y extiende hacia el mediodía sus alas?
30¿Se remonta el águila por tu mandamiento, y pone en alto su nido? Ella habita y está en la piedra, en la cumbre del peñasco y de la roca. Desde allí acecha la comida: sus ojos observan de muy lejos. Sus pollos chupan la sangre: y donde hubiere cadáveres, allí está. A más de eso respondió Jehová á Job, y dijo: ¿Es sabiduría contender con el Omnipotente? El que disputa con Dios, responda á esto. Y respondió Job á Jehová, y dijo: He aquí que yo soy vil, ¿qué te responderé? Mi mano pongo sobre mi boca. Una vez hablé, y no responderé: aun dos veces, mas no tornaré á hablar.
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King James Version
1Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?
2Canst thou number the months that they fulfil? or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
3They bow themselves, they bring forth their young ones, they cast out their sorrows.
4Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up with corn; they go forth, and return not unto them.
5Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?
6Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings.
7He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver.
8The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
9Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, or abide by thy crib?
10Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
11Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
12Wilt thou believe him, that he will bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy barn?
13Gavest thou the goodly wings unto the peacocks? or wings and feathers unto the ostrich?
14Which leaveth her eggs in the earth, and warmeth them in dust,
15And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may break them.
16She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers: her labour is in vain without fear;
17Because God hath deprived her of wisdom, neither hath he imparted to her understanding.
18What time she lifteth up herself on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider.
19Hast thou given the horse strength? hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?
20Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? the glory of his nostrils is terrible.
21He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men.
22He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword.
23The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.
24He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.
25He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
26Doth the hawk fly by thy wisdom, and stretch her wings toward the south?
27Doth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make her nest on high?
28She dwelleth and abideth on the rock, upon the crag of the rock, and the strong place.
29From thence she seeketh the prey, and her eyes behold afar off.
30Her young ones also suck up blood: and where the slain are, there is she.
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World English Bible
1“Do you know the time when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears fawns?
2Can you count the months that they fulfill? Or do you know the time when they give birth?
3They bow themselves. They bear their young. They end their labor pains.
4Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go out, and don’t return again.
5“Who has set the wild donkey free? Or who has loosened the bonds of the swift donkey,
6whose home I have made the wilderness, and the salt land his dwelling place?
7He scorns the tumult of the city, neither does he hear the shouting of the driver.
8The range of the mountains is his pasture. He searches after every green thing.
9“Will the wild ox be content to serve you? Or will he stay by your feeding trough?
10Can you hold the wild ox in the furrow with his harness? Or will he till the valleys after you?
11Will you trust him, because his strength is great? Or will you leave to him your labor?
12Will you confide in him, that he will bring home your seed, and gather the grain of your threshing floor?
13“The wings of the ostrich wave proudly, but are they the feathers and plumage of love?
14For she leaves her eggs on the earth, warms them in the dust,
15and forgets that the foot may crush them, or that the wild animal may trample them.
16She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,
17because God has deprived her of wisdom, neither has he imparted to her understanding.
18When she lifts up herself on high, she scorns the horse and his rider.
19“Have you given the horse might? Have you clothed his neck with a quivering mane?
20Have you made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is awesome.
21He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength. He goes out to meet the armed men.
22He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed, neither does he turn back from the sword.
23The quiver rattles against him, the flashing spear and the javelin.
24He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.
25As often as the trumpet sounds he snorts, ‘Aha!’ He smells the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.
26“Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, and stretches her wings toward the south?
27Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up, and makes his nest on high?
28On the cliff he dwells and makes his home, on the point of the cliff and the stronghold.
29From there he spies out the prey. His eyes see it afar off.
30His young ones also suck up blood. Where the slain are, there he is.”
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