I will open my mouth with a parable. I will utter perplexing sayings from of old,
My mouth speaks wisdom, My heart’s meditation is understanding.
I will turn my ear to a proverb. I will utter my riddle on the harp:
to understand a proverb and a puzzle, the sayings of the wise and their riddles.
Remember the former things of old: For I am God—there is no other. I am God, and there is none like Me—
But apart from a parable, He wasn’t speaking to them. Yet when they were alone, to His own disciples He would explain everything.
“The secret things belong to Adonai our God, but the things revealed belong to us and to our children forever—in order to do all the words of this Torah.