"He exploresthe mountainsfor his pastureAnd searchesaftereverygreenthing.
"He scornsthe tumultof the city,The shoutingsof the driverhe does not hear.
"Will the wildoxconsentto serveyou, Orwill he spendthe nightat your manger?
"Beholdnow,Behemoth,whichI madeas wellas you; He eatsgrasslike an ox.
"Does the wilddonkeybrayover[his] grass,Ordoes the oxlowoverhis fodder?
Everything,moreover, on whichpart of their carcassmay fallbecomesunclean;an ovenor a stoveshall be smashed;they are uncleanand shall continueas uncleanto you.
