And Job again took up his parable, and said,
And he took up his parable, and said, Balaam the son of Beor says, and the man whose eye was closed says,
And he took up his parable, and said, From Aram Balak has brought me, the king of Moab from the mountains of the East. Come, curse Jacob for me, and come, defy Israel.
The legs of a lame man hang loose. So is a parable in the mouth of fools.
I will open my mouth in parables (LXX/NT). I will utter dark sayings of old,
I will incline my ear to a parable. I will open my dark saying upon the harp.
Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes. Your defenses are defenses of clay.
