It explores the mountains as its pasture and searches after every green thing.
It scorns the commotion in the town; it does not hear the taskmaster’s shouts.
“Is the wild ox willing to serve you? Will it spend the night at your manger?
“Look now at Behemoth, which I made along with you. He eats grass like an ox.
Does a wild donkey bray over fresh grass or an ox bellow over his fodder?
Everything on which part of their carcass falls will become unclean. An oven or stove for pots is to be broken in pieces. They are unclean and will be unclean to you.