Job 39

Elas se encurvam, dão à liuz as suas crias e, depois, terminam as suas dores de parto.

¿Quién preparó al cuervo su alimento, cuando sus pollos claman á Dios, bullendo de un lado á otro por carecer de comida?

They bow themselves, they bring forth their young ones, they cast out their sorrows.

They bow themselves. They bear their young. They end their labor pains.