Their young ones become strong. They grow up in the open field. They go forth, and don't return again.
To every animal of the earth, and to every bird of the sky, and to everything that creeps on the earth, in which there is life, I have given every green herb for food;* and it was so.
They bow themselves, they bring forth their young, they end their labor pains.
*Who has set the wild donkey free? Or who has loosened the bonds of the swift donkey,