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12 And a thing is secretly brought to me, || And my ear receives a little of it. 13 In thoughts from visions of the night, || In the falling of deep sleep on men, 14 Fear has met me, and trembling, || And the multitude of my bones caused to fear. 15 And a spirit passes before my face, || The hair of my flesh stands up; 16 It stands, and I do not discern its aspect, || A likeness [is] before my eyes, || Silence! And I hear a voice: Job 4:12-16, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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