I open my mouth in a parable; I utter riddles of old,
and He was not speaking to them without parables. And when they were alone, He explained all to His taught ones.
I incline my ear to a parable; I expound my riddle on the lyre.
For understanding a proverb and a figure, The words of the wise and their riddles.
‘And יהוה uprooted them from their land in displeasure, and in wrath, and in great rage, and cast them into another land, as it is today.’
Why should I fear in the days of evil, When the crookedness of my supplanters surrounds me?
“Remember the former events of old, for I am Ě
