Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or the ox bellow over his fodder?
Again she said to him, “We have both straw and provision enough, and room in which to lodge.”
“Who has sent out the wild donkey free? Or who has loosed the bands of the wild donkey,
The range of the mountains is his pasture, and he searches after every green thing.
Is tasteless food eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
You cause the grass to grow for the cattle, and vegetation for the cultivation of man, that he may bring forth food from the earth,
As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants for You, O God.
The wild donkeys stand in the high places; they pant for air like jackals; their eyes fail because there is no grass.