And Job continued the lifting up of his parable, and said:
Your remembered sayings are like ashes; surely your backs are backs of clay.
I will stretch out my ear to a parable; I will open my dark saying on the harp.
I will open my mouth in a parable; I will pour forth dark sayings of old,
As the legs of the lame one are weak, so a proverb in the mouth of fools.
And he took up his parable and said, He has led me from Aram, Balak king of Moab; from the mountains of the east, saying, Come, curse Jacob for me; and, come, be indignant with Israel.
And he took up his parable and said, The statement of Balaam the son of Beor, and the statement of the man whose eyes are opened;
And he took up his parable and said, The statement of Balaam the son of Beor, and the saying of the man whose eyes have been opened;