1 Wilt thou hunt the prey for the lion? or fill the appetite of the young lions,

2 When they couch in their dens, and abide in the covert to lie in wait?

3 Who provideth for the raven his food? when his young ones cry to God, they wander for want of food.

4 Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?

5 Canst thou number the months that they fulfill? or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?

6 They bow themselves, they bring forth their young ones, they cast out their sorrows.

7 Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up with corn; they go forth, and return not to them.

8 Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?

9 Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings.

10 He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver.

11 The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.

12 Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, or abide by thy crib?

13 Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?

14 Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? or wilt thou leave thy labor to him?

15 Wilt thou believe him, that he will bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy barn?

16 Gavest thou the goodly wings to the peacocks? or wings and feathers to the ostrich!

17 Which leaveth her eggs in the earth, and warmeth them in the dust,

18 And forgetteth that the foot may crush them, or that the wild beast may break them.

19 She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers: her labor is in vain without fear;

20 Because God hath withheld wisdom from her, neither hath he imparted to her understanding.

21 When she lifteth herself on high, she scorneth the horse and his rider.

22 Hast thou given the horse strength? hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?

23 Canst thou make him afraid as a grasshopper? the glory of his nostrils is terrible.

24 He paweth in the valley, and rejoiceth in his strength: he goeth on to meet the armed men.

25 He mocketh at fear, and is not affrighted; neither turneth he back from the sword.

26 The quiver rattleth against him, the glittering spear and the shield.

27 He swalloweth the ground with fierceness and rage: neither believeth he that it is the sound of the trumpet.

28 He saith among the trumpets, Ha, ha; and he smelleth the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

29 Doth the hawk fly by thy wisdom, and stretch her wings towards the south?

30 Doth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make her nest on high?