Job 4:13-21

13 In thoughts from visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men: --
14 Fear came on me, and trembling, and made all my bones to shake;
15 And a spirit passed before my face -- the hair of my flesh stood up --
16 It stood still; I could not discern the appearance thereof: a form was before mine eyes; I heard a slight murmur and a voice:
17 Shall [mortal] man be more just than God? Shall a man be purer than his Maker?
18 Lo, he trusteth not his servants, and his angels he chargeth with folly:
19 How much more them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed as the moth!
20 From morning to evening are they smitten: without any heeding it, they perish for ever.
21 Is not their tent-cord torn away in them? they die, and without wisdom.

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