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The Garden of Zion · Zacharie Boyd

The Garden of Zion, Part 11 · Biblical figure · Chapter 39 – Chapter 40

Chap. 39.

KNowes thou the time when the wilde goats,

and als the wanton hindes,

Bring foorth their young and tender calves

according to their kindes?

2 Canſt thou the moneths number that

they in their time fulfill;

Concerning times that they bring foorth,

haſt thou perceiv'd with skill?

3 They bow themſelves, then they bring foorth

their young ones round about,

When that's done by GODS providence,

their ſorrowes they caſt out.

4 Their young ones are in liking good,

they proſper well and ſtore

With corne in plenty; they go foorth

and to them turne no more.

5 Who hath the wilde aſſe free ſent out,

or who hath looſde his bands?

6 Whoſe houſe to dwell in I have made

the wilde and barren lands.

7 He ſcornes the Cities multitude

when they do make a noiſe;

The crying als he not regards

even of the drivers voice.

8 The range of the high mountaines great

his paſture is well ſeene,

He heere and there doth quickly ſearch

for every thing that's green.

9 Will th' Unicorne with all his ſtrength

ſtoupe down thee to obey?

Or will he come unto thy cribe

to feaſt upon thy hay?

10 Canſt thou well the ſtrong Unicorne

with his band bind ſtraitlie

In furrow? or the valleis will

he harrow after thee?

11 Wilt thou of him preſume alwayes,

becauſe great is his ſtrength,

Or wilt thou to him in this thought

thy labour leave at length?

12 Wilt thou beleeve him that he will

bring home to thee thy ſeed,

And it together to thy barne

will bring home with all ſpeed?

13 Gave thou the goodly wings unto

the Peacoks that are fair,

Or wings and feathers of great worth

unto the Oſtrich rare?

14 Who layes her egges, and leaves them in

the earth as in great truſt

In ſtead of hatching with her wings,

ſhe warmes them in the duſt,

15 That feet of beaſts may cruſh them all

of that ſhe makes no reck,

Or that the wild beaſts running there

them may in peeces breake;

16 She hardned is againſt her young

not fearing they be ſlaine,

As though they were not hers; no feare,

her labour is in vain.

17 Becauſe GOD hath deprived her

of all wiſdome of heart,

Nor yet he underſtanding will

unto her once impart.

18 Yet with her wings and feete alſo

ſhe doth ſo nimby ſkip,

That ſhe the horſe and rider both

is able to out ſtripe.

19 Haſt thou given alſo to the horſe

his ſtrength that's full of wonder,

Or haſt thou clothed all his neck

with a moſt fearfull thunder?

20 Canſt thou him as a Graſhopper

affright well in his way,

Of his noſtrils the glory great

is terrible alway.

31 He in the valley proudly pawes

and glorys in his ſtrength,

He goes moſt boldly on to meet

the armed man at length.

22 He mocks at feare, als he is not

affrighted by a word,

He is not mov'd for to turne back,

even from the bloody ſword.

23 The quiver ratleth with great din

againſt him in the field?

The gl ttring ſpeare doth als appeare,

there likewiſe is the ſhield.

25 With fierceneſſe and moſt furious rage

he ſwalowes up the ground,

He is ſo fierce he not beleevs

that its the trumpets ſound.

25 Amongſt the trumpets with Ha Ha!

he chearefully doth laugh,

For he the battell long deſir'd,

then ſmelleth a farre off.

He heares the thunder joyfully

of captaines that doe cry,

And likewiſe of the ſouldiers fierce

the ſhouting by and by.

26 Doe Hawkes flie by thy wiſedome, and

their wings ſtretch to the ſouth.

27 Mounts th'Eagle up at thy command

and makes her neſt on high?

28 She ſtill abides upon the rock,

and on the ragged cliff,

The craggie places of the rocks,

which are both ſteepe and ſtiffe.

29 From thence ſhe clearely ſeeks her prey

even wlth a courage bold;

And her bright eyes that are moſt quick

a farre off doe behold.

30 Her young ones alſo greedilie

them ſelves for to maintaine

Doe ſuck up blood; and there is ſhe

where lying are the ſlaine.

Chap. 40.

MOreover yet GOD ſaid to Job,

2 Shall he that doth contend

With GOD, him teach? he that reproves

let him anſwere in end.

3 Then anſwer'd Job the LORD, and ſaid,

4 Behold, what ſhall I ſay?

I am moſt v…le, upon my mouth

my hand now will I lay,

5 Once have I ſpoken but I will

not anſwere thee indeede:

Yea twiſe alas, but ſurely I

no further will proceed.

6 Then the Lord anſw'red unto Job,

after his ſpeach was laid,

Yea out of the whirlewind he ſpake,

and thus to him he ſaid;

7 Gird up thy loines now like a man;

I will demand of thee,

And thou who art ſo full of wit

declare now unto me,

8 Wilt thou my judgement diſanull,

and condemne wilt thou me,

That thou in all thy words and deeds

moſt righteous may be?

9 Haſt thou poor man a mighty arme

which is like unto mine?

Or canſt thou thunder as I doe

even with a voice divine?

10 With Majeſtie moſt excellent,

now deck thy ſelfe the day,

With glory and with beautie als

ſee thou thy ſelfe aray.

11 The rage of wrath caſt thou abroad

as in a high alarme;

And when thou ſeeſt a man that's proud

abaſe him with thine arme,

12 Look on the proud man, and him ſoon

bring low with great diſgrace,

And quickly with thy foot tread down

the wicked in their place.

13 In duſt them hide, and alſo binde

their faces in the grave,

14 Then will I ſay that thy right hand

is able thee to ſave.

15 Behold now and conſider well

the Behemoth which I

Made with thee, he doth eat the graſſe

as oxen by and by.

16 Loe now his great and mighty ſtrength

is in his loines ſurely,

And his force in the navill is

even of his big belly.

17 His mighty taile he whisks about,

as ſtiffe as any Cedar

The ſinewes of his ſtones alſo,

are wrapped altogether,

18 The bones of his great bodie are

as pieces ſtrong or braſſe,

His bones are like the yron barres,

they in great ſtrength ſurpaſſe.

19 He is the Cheef and Maſter-piece,

of the almighty LORD,

He that him made can when he pleaſe

even kill him with his ſword.

20 Surely the mountaines foorth his food

do bring him every day;

Where all the beaſts in open fields

moſt wantonly do play.

21 He under the fair ſhady trees

lies ſafely in his dens,

In the cloſe covert of the reeds,

among the pleaſant fens.

22 The ſhadows of the branches green

do ov'r his body paſſe;

The willowes of the running brook

on all ſides him compaſſe.

23 Behold a river without haſt

with his wide throat he drinks;

That he the Jordan can draw up

into his mouth he thinks.

24 He doth it take even with his eyes,

which ſeeme to be moſt fierce,

He with his noſe through ſtrongeſt ſnares

moſt eaſily can pierce.