I will openmy mouthin a parable;I will utterdarksayingsof old,
I will inclinemy earto a proverb;I will expressmy riddleon the harp.
Whyshould I fearin daysof adversity,When the iniquityof my foessurroundsme,
To understanda proverband a figure,The wordsof the wiseand their riddles.
"Rememberthe formerthingslongpast,For I am God,and thereis noother;[I am] God,and there is noonelikeMe,
and He did not speakto them withouta parable;but He was explainingeverythingprivatelyto His owndisciples.
and the LORDuprootedthem from their landin angerand in furyand in greatwrath,and castthem into anotherland,as [it is] thisday.'
