Job 4:12–21
12 “Now a word was brought to me stealthily;
my ear received ithe whisper of it.
13 Amid jthoughts from kvisions of the night,
when kdeep sleep falls on men,
14 dread came upon me, and trembling,
which made all my bones shake.
15 A spirit glided past my face;
the hair of my flesh stood up.
but I could not discern its appearance.
lA form was before my eyes;
there was silence, then I heard ma voice:
17 n‘Can mortal man be in the right before2 God?
Can a man be pure before his Maker?
18 Even in his servants ohe puts no trust,
and his angels he charges with error;
19 how much more those who dwell in houses of pclay,
whose foundation is in qthe dust,
who are crushed like3 rthe moth.
20 Between smorning and evening they are beaten to pieces;
they perish forever twithout anyone regarding it.
21 Is not their tent-cord plucked up within them,
udo they not die, and that without wisdom?’