Job continued his poems and said,
“Your recollections are worthless proverbs. Your answers are absolutely useless.
I will turn my attention to a proverb. I will explain my riddle with the ⌞music of⌟ a lyre.
I will open my mouth to illustrate points. I will explain what has been hidden long ago,
⌞Like⌟ a lame person’s limp legs, so is a proverb in the mouths of fools.
Then Balaam delivered this message: “Balak brought me from Aram. The king of Moab summoned me from the eastern mountains. ‘Come, curse Jacob for me,’ he said. ‘Come, condemn Israel.’
Then Balaam delivered this message: “This is the message of Balaam, son of Beor. This is the message of the man whose eyesight is clear.
and he delivered this message: “This is the message of Balaam, son of Beor. This is the message of the man whose eyesight is clear.
