Job 38:39-41
39
Wilt thou hunt the prey for the lion? or fill the appetite of the young lions,
40
When they couch in their dens, and abide in the covert to lie in wait?
41
Who provideth for the raven his food? when his young ones cry unto God, they wander for lack of meat.
Job 39:1-12
1
Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring forth? or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?
2
Canst thou number the months that they fulfil? or knowest thou the time when they bring forth?
3
They bow themselves, they bring forth their young ones, they cast out their sorrows.
4
Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up with corn; they go forth, and return not unto them.
5
Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the bands of the wild ass?
6
Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land his dwellings.
7
He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he the crying of the driver.
8
The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth after every green thing.
9
Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, or abide by thy crib?
10
Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? or will he harrow the valleys after thee?
11
Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? or wilt thou leave thy labour to him?
12
Wilt thou believe him, that he will bring home thy seed, and gather it into thy barn?
Job 39:26-30
26
Doth the hawk fly by thy wisdom, and stretch her wings toward the south?
27
Doth the eagle mount up at thy command, and make her nest on high?
28
She dwelleth and abideth on the rock, upon the crag of the rock, and the strong place.
29
From thence she seeketh the prey, and her eyes behold afar off.
30
Her young ones also suck up blood: and where the slain are, there is she.
Job 41:4-34
4
Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?
5
Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
6
Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
7
Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
8
Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
9
Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10
None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to stand before me?
11
Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
12
I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
13
Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
14
Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
15
His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
16
One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
17
They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
18
By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19
Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
20
Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
21
His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
22
In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
23
The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
24
His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
25
When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
26
The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
27
He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
28
The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
29
Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
30
Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
31
He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
32
He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
33
Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
34
He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.