acv@Job:4:15 @ Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up.
acv@Job:4:16 @ It stood still, but I could not discern the appearance of it. A form was before my eyes. [There was] silence, and I heard a voice, [saying],
acv@Job:4:17 @ Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his maker?
acv@Job:4:18 @ Behold, he puts no trust in his servants, and he charges his [heavenly] agents with folly.
acv@Job:4:19 @ How much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation is in the dust, who are crushed before the moth!