Job again took up his discourse and said:
Your maxims are proverbs of ashes, your defenses are defenses of clay.
I will incline my ear to a proverb; I will solve my riddle to the music of the harp.
I will open my mouth in a parable; I will utter dark sayings from of old,
The legs of a disabled person hang limp; so does a proverb in the mouth of a fool.
Then Balaam uttered his oracle, saying: “Balak has brought me from Aram, the king of Moab from the eastern mountains: ‘Come, curse Jacob for me; Come, denounce Israel!’
So he uttered his oracle, saying: “The oracle of Balaam son of Beor, the oracle of the man whose eye is clear,
and he uttered his oracle, saying: “The oracle of Balaam son of Beor, the oracle of the man whose eye is clear,