Job 39:13 - Bera saman allar útgáfur

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“The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully, though they cannot compare with the wings and feathers of the stork.

“The wings of the ostrich wave proudly, but are they the pinions and plumage of love?

“The ostrich flaps her wings grandly, but they are no match for the feathers of the stork.

The wings of the ostrich flap joyfully, but are her feathers and plumage like the stork’s? 

Gavest thou the goodly wings unto the peacocks? Or wings and feathers unto the ostrich?

“The wings of the ostrich wave proudly, But are her wings and pinions like the kindly stork’s?

“The ostrich flaps her wings futilely— all those beautiful feathers, but useless! She lays her eggs on the hard ground, leaves them there in the dirt, exposed to the weather, Not caring that they might get stepped on and cracked or trampled by some wild animal. She’s negligent with her young, as if they weren’t even hers. She cares nothing about anything. She wasn’t created very smart, that’s for sure, wasn’t given her share of good sense. But when she runs, oh, how she runs, laughing, leaving horse and rider in the dust.

¶“The wings of the ostrich flap joyously, With the pinion and feathers of love

¶“The [flightless] wings of the ostrich wave joyously; With the pinion (shackles, fetters) and plumage of love

“The wings of the ostrich flap with joy, but are they the pinions and plumage of a stork?