37 Who can number the clouds by wisdom? Or who can pour out the bottles of heaven,
38 When the dust runneth into a mass, And the clods cleave fast together?
39 Canst thou hunt the prey for the lioness, Or satisfy the appetite of the young lions,
40 When they couch in their dens, 'And' abide in the covert to lie in wait?
41 Who provideth for the raven his prey, When his young ones cry unto God, 'And' wander for lack of food?
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