Does the wild ass bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder?
And she said to him, We have both straw and fodder enough, and room to lodge in.
Who has sent out the wild ass free? Or who has loosed the bands of the wild ass,
He seeks out mountains for his pasture, and he searches after every green thing.
Can that which has no taste be eaten without salt? Or is there taste in the white of an egg?
He causes the grass to grow for the cattle, and plants for the service of man, to bring forth food out of the earth,
To the Chief Musician. A contemplation; for the sons of Korah. As the hart pants after the water brooks, so my soul pants after You, O God.
And the wild asses stood in the high places; they snuffed up the wind like jackals; their eyes failed because there was no grass.