12 Will you trust him to bring home your
1 grain,
And gather it to your threshing floor?
13 “The wings of the ostrich wave proudly,
But are her wings and pinions
like the kindly stork’s?
14 For she leaves her eggs on the ground,
And warms them in the dust;
15 She forgets that a foot may crush them,
Or that a wild beast may break them.
16 She
atreats her young harshly, as though
they were not hers;
Her labor is in vain, without
1 concern,
17 Because God deprived her of wisdom,
And did not
aendow her with understanding.
18 When she lifts herself on high,
She scorns the horse and its rider.
New King James Version®, Copyright© 1982, Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved.
