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12 And to me a word was confided; and my ear took in a whisper of it. 13 In disquieting thoughts from visions of the night, in the falling of deep sleep upon men, 14 dread and trembling met me, and the multitude of my bones it frightened. 15 And a spirit was gliding over my face, the hair of my flesh bristled. 16 It stood still, I could not discern its appearance. A likeness was in front of my eyes; there was silence, and I heard a voice: Job 4:12-16, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
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