18:038:028 Hath the rain a father? or who hath begotten the drops of dew?

18:038:029 Out of whose womb came the ice? and the hoary frost of heaven,
           who hath gendered it?

18:038:030 The waters are hid as with a stone, and the face of the deep
           is frozen.

18:038:031 Canst thou bind the sweet influences of Pleiades, or loose the
           bands of Orion?

18:038:032 Canst thou bring forth Mazzaroth in his season? or canst thou
           guide Arcturus with his sons?

18:038:033 Knowest thou the ordinances of heaven? canst thou set the
           dominion thereof in the earth?

18:038:034 Canst thou lift up thy voice to the clouds, that abundance of
           waters may cover thee?

18:038:035 Canst thou send lightnings, that they may go and say unto
           thee, Here we are?

18:038:036 Who hath put wisdom in the inward parts? or who hath given
           understanding to the heart?

18:038:037 Who can number the clouds in wisdom? or who can stay the
           bottles of heaven,

18:038:038 When the dust groweth into hardness, and the clods cleave fast
           together?

18:038:039 Wilt thou hunt the prey for the lion? or fill the appetite of
           the young lions,

18:038:040 When they couch in their dens, and abide in the covert to lie
           in wait?

18:038:041 Who provideth for the raven his food? when his young ones cry
           unto God, they wander for lack of meat.

18:039:001 Knowest thou the time when the wild goats of the rock bring
           forth? or canst thou mark when the hinds do calve?

18:039:002 Canst thou number the months that they fulfil? or knowest thou
           the time when they bring forth?

18:039:003 They bow themselves, they bring forth their young ones, they
           cast out their sorrows.

18:039:004 Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up with corn;
           they go forth, and return not unto them.

18:039:005 Who hath sent out the wild ass free? or who hath loosed the
           bands of the wild ass?

18:039:006 Whose house I have made the wilderness, and the barren land
           his dwellings.

18:039:007 He scorneth the multitude of the city, neither regardeth he
           the crying of the driver.

18:039:008 The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searcheth
           after every green thing.

18:039:009 Will the unicorn be willing to serve thee, or abide by thy
           crib?

18:039:010 Canst thou bind the unicorn with his band in the furrow? or
           will he harrow the valleys after thee?

18:039:011 Wilt thou trust him, because his strength is great? or wilt
           thou leave thy labour to him?