And Job took up his discourse again:
Your maxims are proverbs of ashes; your defenses are defenses of clay.
Then Job continued his speech:
I will learn a song that imparts wisdom; I will then sing my insightful song to the accompaniment of a harp.
I will sing a song that imparts wisdom; I will make insightful observations about the past.
Like legs that hang limp from the lame, so is a proverb in the mouth of fools.
Then Balaam uttered his oracle, saying, “Balak, the king of Moab, brought me from Aram, out of the mountains of the east, saying, ‘Come, pronounce a curse on Jacob for me; come, denounce Israel.’
Then he uttered this oracle: “The oracle of Balaam son of Beor; the oracle of the man whose eyes are open;