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 lyre.
Why should I fear in times of trouble, when the iniquity of my persecutors surrounds me,
to understand a proverb and a figure, the words of the wise and their riddles.
remember the former things of old; for I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is none like me,
he did not speak to them without a parable, but privately to his own disciples he explained everything.
and the Lord uprooted them from their land in anger and fury and great wrath, and cast them into another land, as at this day.’