You will also know that your offspring will be many
and your descendants like the grass of the earth.

Does a wild donkey bray over fresh grass
or an ox low over its fodder?

or “Deliver me from the enemy’s power”
or “Redeem me from the grasp of the ruthless”?

It blasts at him without mercy,
while he flees desperately from its grasp.

to satisfy the parched wasteland
and cause the grass to sprout?

Look at Behemoth,
which I made along with you.
He eats grass like an ox.