a wild donkey at home in the wilderness, sniffing the wind in the heat of her desire. Who can restrain her passion? All who seek her need not weary themselves; in mating season they will find her.
Wild donkeys stand on barren heights; they pant for air like jackals; their eyes fail for lack of pasture.”
Then I will return to My place until they admit their guilt and seek My face; in their affliction they will earnestly se
Who set the wild donkey free? Who released the swift donkey from the harness?
say to a tree, ‘You are my father,’ and to a stone, ‘You gave me birth.’ They have turned their backs to Me and not thei
But a witless man can no more become wise than the colt of a wild donkey can be born a man!