Job 39

1 "Do you know the time when the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch when the doe bears fawns?

“ʻOku ke ʻilo ʻae feituʻulaʻā ʻoku fanauʻi ai ʻae fanga kosi kaivao ʻoe maka? Pe ʻoku ke faʻa fakaʻilonga ʻoka fanauʻi ʻae fanga hainiti?

2 Can you number the months that they fulfill? Or do you know the time when they give birth?

‌ʻOku ke faʻa lau ki he kakato ʻo honau ngaahi māhina? Pe ʻoku ke ʻilo ʻae feituʻulaʻā ʻoku nau fāʻele ai?

3 They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, they end their labor pains.

‌ʻOku nau fakamapelu ʻakinautolu, ʻoku nau fāʻeleʻi honau ʻuhiki, ʻoku nau lī kituʻa ʻenau ngaahi mamahi.

4 Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go forth, and do not return again.

‌ʻOku matamatalelei honau ʻuhiki, ʻoku nau tupu hake ʻi he toafa; ʻoku nau ʻalu atu, pea ʻikai toe haʻu kiate kinautolu.

5 "Who has set the wild donkey free? Or who has loosened the bonds of the swift donkey,

“Ko hai kuo ne fekau atu tauʻatāina ʻae ʻasi kaivao? Pe ko hai kuo ne vete ʻae ngaahi haʻi ʻoe ʻasi kaivao?

6 Whose home I have made the wilderness, and the salt land his dwelling place?

‌ʻAia kuo u tuʻutuʻuni ʻae toafa ko hono fale ʻoʻona, mo e fonua lala ko hono ngaahi nofoʻanga.

7 He scorns the tumult of the city, neither does he hear the shouting of the driver.

‌ʻOku manuki ia ki he tokolahi ʻoe kolo, pea ʻoku ʻikai te ne tokanga ki he kalanga ʻoe tauhi.

8 The range of the mountains is his pasture, He searches after every green thing.

Ko hono kaiʻanga ko e ngaahi moʻunga ʻataʻatā, pea ʻoku ne kumi ʻae meʻa mata kotoa pē.

9 "Will the wild ox be content to serve you? Or will he stay by your feeding trough?

“ʻE fie tauhi kiate koe ʻae liimi, pe nofo ofi ki hoʻo ʻaiʻangakai?

10 Can you hold the wild ox in the furrow with his harness? Or will he till the valleys after you?

‌ʻOku ke faʻa nonoʻo ʻae liimi ʻaki hono noʻotaki ʻi he keli? Pe te ne muimui ʻiate koe ke fakatoka lelei ʻae ngaahi luo?

11 Will you trust him, because his strength is great? Or will you leave to him your labor?

Te ke falala ki ai koeʻuhi ʻoku lahi ʻa hono mālohi? Pe te ke tuku hoʻo ngāue kiate ia?

12 Will you have faith in him, that he will bring in your grain, and gather it to your threshing floor?

Te ke tui kiate ia, te ne fetuku ki ʻapi hoʻo ngaahi fua, ʻo tānaki ia ki ho feleoko?

13 "The wings of the ostrich wave proudly; but are they the feathers and plumage of love?

“Ko e kapakau ʻoe ʻositalesi ke kapakapa: ka ʻoku puna hake ʻae sitoaka mo e falekoni.

14 For she leaves her eggs on the earth, warms them in the dust,

Vakai, ʻoku ne fakato hono ngaahi fua ʻi he kelekele, ʻo ne fakamafana ia ʻi he efu,

15 and forgets that the foot may crush them, or that the wild animal may trample them.

Pea ngalo ʻiate ia ʻe laiki nai ia ʻe he vaʻe, pe maumauʻi ia ʻe he manu kaivao.

16 She deals harshly with her young ones, as if they were not hers. Though her labor is in vain, she is without fear,

Kuo fakafefeka ʻene anga ki hono fānganga ʻo hangē ʻoku ʻikai ʻaʻana ʻakinautolu: ʻoku taʻeʻaonga ʻene ngāue taʻemanavahē;

17 because God has deprived her of wisdom, neither has he imparted to her understanding.

Koeʻuhi kuo fakamasivaʻi ia ʻe he ʻOtua ʻi he poto, pea naʻe ʻikai te ne tuku kiate ia ʻae faʻa ʻilo.

18 When she lifts up herself on high, she scorns the horse and his rider.

Ko e feituʻulaʻā ko ia te ne tuʻu hake ki ʻolunga, ʻoku ne manukiʻi ʻae hoosi mo ia ʻoku heka ai.

19 "Have you given the horse might? Have you clothed his neck with a quivering mane?

“Naʻa ke tuku ʻe koe ʻae mālohi ki he hoosi? Naʻa ke fakakofuʻaki hono kia ʻae mana?

20 Have you made him to leap as a locust? The glory of his snorting is awesome.

‌ʻOku ke faʻa fakamanavahēʻi ia ʻo hangē ko e heʻe? Ko e mānava lahi ʻo hono ihu ʻoku fakailifia.

21 He paws in the valley, and rejoices in his strength. He goes out to meet the armed men.

‌ʻOku kenukenu ia ʻi he vahaʻa moʻunga, pea fiefia ʻi he mālohi: ʻoku ʻalu atu ia ke fakafetaulaki ki he kau tangata ʻoku toʻo mahafutau.

22 He mocks at fear, and is not dismayed, neither does he turn back from the sword.

‌ʻOku ne manuki ki he manavahē, pea ʻoku ʻikai ilifia ia; pe foki kimui mei he heletā.

23 The quiver rattles against him, the flashing spear and the javelin.

‌ʻOku ngatata ʻae tangakaho kiate ia, ʻae tao ngingila pea mo e fakaū.

24 He eats up the ground with fierceness and rage, neither does he stand still at the sound of the trumpet.

‌ʻOku ne folohifo ʻae kelekele ʻi he feinga mo e lili: pea ʻoku ʻikai te ne tui ko e leʻo ia ʻoe meʻa lea.

25 As often as the trumpet sounds he snorts, 'Aha.' He smells the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

‌ʻOku pehē ʻe ia ʻi he lotolotonga ʻoe ngaahi meʻa lea, ‘He, he;’ pea nanamu ki he tau ʻi he kei mamaʻo, ko e mana ʻoe kau taki tau, mo ʻenau mavava.

26 "Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars, and stretches her wings toward the south?

“ʻOku puna ʻae falekoni ʻi hoʻo poto, ʻo mafao atu hono kapakau ki he feituʻu tonga?

27 Is it at your command that the eagle mounts up, and makes his nest on high?

‌ʻOku puna hake ʻae ʻikale ko hoʻo fekau, ʻo ne ngaohi hono pununga ʻi ʻolunga?

28 On the cliff he dwells, and makes his home, on the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.

‌ʻOku nofo ia ʻo tatali ʻi he maka, ʻi he maka hangatāmaki, mo e potu mālohi.

29 From there he spies out the prey. His eyes see it afar off.

‌ʻOku kumi mei ai ʻene meʻakai, pea ʻoku sio hono mata mei he mamaʻo.

30 His young ones also suck up blood. Where the slain are, there he is."

‌ʻOku mimisi hake foki ʻe hono ʻuhiki ʻae toto: pea ko e potu ko ia ʻoku ʻi ai ʻae mate, ʻoku ʻi ai ia.”