I will open my mouth in a parable; I will utter dark sayings of old,
But without a parable He did not speak to them. And when they were alone, He explained all things to His disciples.
I will incline my ear to a proverb; I will disclose my dark saying on the harp.
To understand a proverb and an enigma, The words of the wise and their riddles.
And the Lord uprooted them from their land in anger, in wrath, and in great indignation, and cast them into another land, as it is this day.’
Why should I fear in the days of evil, When the iniquity at my heels surrounds me?
Remember the former things of old, For I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is none like Me,