And my ear received a whisper of it.
13 iIn disquieting thoughts from the visions of the night,
When deep sleep falls on men,
14 Fear came upon me, and jtrembling,
Which made all my bones shake.
The hair on my body stood up.
But I could not discern its appearance.
A form was before my eyes;
There was silence;
Then I heard a voice saying:
Can a man be more pure than his Maker?
18 If He kputs no trust in His servants,
If He charges His angels with error,
Whose foundation is in the dust,
Who are crushed before a moth?
20 lThey are broken in pieces from morning till evening;
They perish forever, with no one regarding.
They die, even without wisdom.’