| 1 | ¤sÅɶ¡ªº³¥¤s¦Ï´X®É¥Í²£¡B§Aª¾¹D»ò¡D¥À³À¤UÃ}¤§´Á§A¯à¹î©w»ò¡D
"Do you know when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears her fawn? | |
| 2 | ¥LÌÃhLªº¤ë¼Æ¡B§A¯à¼Æºâ»ò¡D¥LÌ´X®É¥Í²£§A¯à¾å±o»ò¡D
Do you count the months till they bear? Do you know the time they give birth? | |
| 3 | ¥LÌ©}¨¡B±N¤l¥Í¤U¡B´N°£±¼¯kµh¡C
They crouch down and bring forth their young; their labor pains are ended. | |
| 4 | ³o¤lº¥º¥ªÎ§§¡B¦b¯î³¥ªø¤j¡B¥h¦Ó¤£¦^¡C
Their young thrive and grow strong in the wilds; they leave and do not return. | |
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"Who let the wild donkey go free? Who untied his ropes? | |
| 6 | §Ú¨ÏÃm³¥§@¥Lªº¦í³B¡B¨ÏÄЦa·í¥Lªº©~©Ò¡C
I gave him the wasteland as his home, the salt flats as his habitat. | |
| 7 | ¥L¶á¯º«°¤ºªº³ÙÄW¡B¤£Å¥»°¬¹¤fªº³ÜÁn¡C
He laughs at the commotion in the town; he does not hear a driver's shout. | |
| 8 | ¹M¤s¬O¥Lªº¯ó³õ¡D¥L´M§ä¦U¼Ë«Cºñ¤§ª«¡C
He ranges the hills for his pasture and searches for any green thing. | |
| 9 | ³¥¤û°ZªÖªA¨Æ§A¡D°ZªÖ¦í¦b§Aªº¼Ñ®Ç¡C
"Will the wild ox consent to serve you? Will he stay by your manger at night? | |
| 10 | §A°Z¯à¥Î®M÷±N³¥¤ûÅ¢¦b²p·¾¤§¶¡¡D¥L°ZªÖÀH§A¯Ò¤s¨¦¤§¦a¡C
Can you hold him to the furrow with a harness? Will he till the valleys behind you? | |
| 11 | °Z¥i¦]¥Lªº¤O¤j¡B´Nʾa¥L¡B°Z¥i§â§Aªº¤u¥æµ¹¥L§@»ò¡C
Will you rely on him for his great strength? Will you leave your heavy work to him? | |
| 12 | °Z¥i«H¾a¥L§â§AªºÂ³¹¹B¨ì®a¡B¤S¦¬»E§A¥Ý³õ¤Wªº½\»ò¡C
Can you trust him to bring in your grain and gather it to your threshing floor? | |
| 13 | Àk³¾ªº¯Í»HÅwµMݵ®i¡B°Z¬OÅã·O·Rªº²Þ¤ò©M¦Ð¤ò»ò¡C
"The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully, but they cannot compare with the pinions and feathers of the stork. | |
| 14 | ¦]¥L§â³J¯d¦b¦a¤W¡B¦b¹Ð¤g¤¤¡B¨Ï±o·Å·x¡D
She lays her eggs on the ground and lets them warm in the sand, | |
| 15 | «o·Q¤£¨ì³Q¸}¿å¸H¡B©Î³Q³¥Ã~½î½ñ¡C
unmindful that a foot may crush them, that some wild animal may trample them. | |
| 16 | ¥L§Ô¤ß«ÝÂú¡B¦ü¥G¤£¬O¦Û¤vªº¡DÁöµM®{¨ü³ÒW¡B¤]¤£¬°ÂúÄß©È¡D
She treats her young harshly, as if they were not hers; she cares not that her labor was in vain, | |
| 17 | ¦]¬°¡@¯«¨Ï¥L¨S¦³´¼¼z¡B¤]¥¼±N®©©Ê½çµ¹¥L¡C
for God did not endow her with wisdom or give her a share of good sense. | |
| 18 | ¥L´X®É®¼¨®i¶}¯Í»H¡B´N¶á¯º°¨©MÃM°¨ªº¤H¡C
Yet when she spreads her feathers to run, she laughs at horse and rider. | |
| 19 | °¨ªº¤j¤O¬O§A©Ò½çªº»ò¡D¥LÀV¶µ¤WÎá²ïªºúu¡B¬O§Aµ¹¥L©Ü¤Wªº»ò¡D
"Do you give the horse his strength or clothe his neck with a flowing mane? | |
| 20 | ¬O§A¥s¥L¸õÅD¹³½ÀÂλò¡D¥L¼Q®ð¤§«Â¨Ï¤HÅå´q¡C
Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting? | |
| 21 | ¥L¦b¨¦¤¤§S¦a¡B¦Û³ß¨ä¤O¡D¥L¥X¥hªï±µ¨Ø±a§L¾¹ªº¤H¡C
He paws fiercely, rejoicing in his strength, and charges into the fray. | |
| 22 | ¥L¶á¯º¥i©Èªº¨Æ¡B¨Ã¤£Åå´q¡B¤]¤£¦]¤M¼C°h¦^¡C
He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing; he does not shy away from the sword. | |
| 23 | ½b³U©Mµo«Gªººj¡B¨Ãµuºj¡B¦b¥L¨¤W¿þ¿þ¦³Án¡C
The quiver rattles against his side, along with the flashing spear and lance. | |
| 24 | ¥Lµo²r¯Pªº«ã®ð±N¦a§]¤U¡D¤@Å¥¨¤Án´N¤£@¯¸¥ß¡C
In frenzied excitement he eats up the ground; he cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds. | |
| 25 | ¨¤¨CµoÁn¡B¥L»¡¡B¨þ«¢¡D¥L±q»·³B»DµÛ¾Ô®ð¡B¤SÅ¥¨£xªø¤jµo¹pÁn¡B©M§L¤B§o³Û¡C
At the blast of the trumpet he snorts, 'Aha!' He catches the scent of battle from afar, the shout of commanders and the battle cry. | |
| 26 | ÆN³¶¸µ¾¡B®i¶}¯Í»H¡B¤@ª½¦V«n¡B°Z¬OÂǧAªº´¼¼z»ò¡C
"Does the hawk take flight by your wisdom and spread his wings toward the south? | |
| 27 | ¤jÆN¤WÄË¡B¦b°ª³B·fºÛ¡B°Z¬OÅ¥§Aªº§h©J»ò¡C
Does the eagle soar at your command and build his nest on high? | |
| 28 | ¥L¦í¦b¤sÅÉ¡B¥H¤s®p©M°í©T¤§©Ò¬°®a¡D
He dwells on a cliff and stays there at night; a rocky crag is his stronghold. | |
| 29 | ±q¨º¸Ì¿s¬Ý¹ª«¡B²´·ú»·»·Æ[±æ¡C
From there he seeks out his food; his eyes detect it from afar. | |
| 30 | ¥LªºÂú¤]Ëߦå¡D³Q±þªº¤H¦b¨º¸Ì¡B¥L¤]¦b¨º¸Ì¡C
His young ones feast on blood, and where the slain are, there is he." | |