And Job again took up his parable, and said,
Your memorable sayings are proverbs of ashes, Your defences are defences of clay
I will incline mine ear to a parable: I will open my dark saying upon the harp.
I will open my mouth in a parable; I will utter dark sayings of old:
The legs of the lame hang loose: So is a parable in the mouth of fools.
And he took up his parable, and said, From Aram hath Balak brought me, The king of Moab from the mountains of the East: Come, curse me Jacob, And come, defy Israel.
And he took up his parable, and said, Balaam the son of Beor saith, And the man whose eye was closed saith:
