my ear received ithe whisper of it.
when kdeep sleep falls on men,
which made all my bones shake.
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:
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,
20 Between smorning and evening they are beaten to pieces;
they perish forever twithout anyone regarding it.
udo they not die, and that without wisdom?’
Or more than; twice in this verse