12 Now there was a word spoken to me in private, and my ears by stealth as it were received the veins of its whisper.

13 In the horror of a vision by night, when deep sleep is wont to hold men,

14 Fear seized upon me, and trembling, and all my bones were affrighted:

15 And when a spirit passed before me, the hair of my flesh stood up.

16 There stood one whose countenance I knew not, an image before my eyes, and I heard the voice as it were of a gentle wind:

Job 4:12-16, Douay-Rheims Bible. Public domain.
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