Job again took up his discourse and said:
So he uttered his oracle, saying, “The oracle of Balaam son of Beor, the oracle of the man whose eye is clear,
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!’
The legs of a lame person hang limp; so does a proverb in the mouth of a fool.
I will open my mouth in a parable; I will utter dark sayings from of old,
I will incline my ear to a proverb; I will solve my riddle to the music of the harp.
and he uttered his oracle, saying, “The oracle of Balaam son of Beor, the oracle of the man whose eye is clear,
Your maxims are proverbs of ashes; your defenses are defenses of clay.