39:12. Wilt thou trust him that he will render thee the seed, and gather it into thy barnfloor?
39:13. The wing of the ostrich is like the wings of the heron, and of the hawk.
39:14. When she leaveth her eggs on the earth, thou perhaps wilt warm them in the dust.
39:15. She forgetteth that the foot may tread upon them, or that the beasts of the field may break them.
39:16. She is hardened against her young ones, as though they were not hers, she hath laboured in vain, no fear constraining her.
39:17. For God hath deprived her of wisdom, neither hath he given her understanding.
39:18. When time shall be, she setteth up her wings on high: she scorneth the horse and his rider.
39:19. Wilt thou give strength to the horse or clothe his neck with neighing?
39:20. Wilt thou lift him up like the locusts? the glory of his nostrils is terror.
39:21. He breaketh up the earth with his hoof, he pranceth boldly, he goeth forward to meet armed men.