Job 4:12-21 ▼

12 |A message was confided to me; my ear caught a whisper of it.

13 Disquieting thoughts from dreams at night; when deep sleep falls on everyone.

14 A fear fell upon me, along with trembling that caused all my bones to shake in terror.

15 A spirit glided past me and made the hair on my skin to bristle.

16 It remained standing, but I couldn't recognize its appearance. A form appeared before my eyes; At first there was silence, and then this voice:

17 Can a mortal person be more righteous than God? Or can the purity of the valiant exceed that of his maker?'

18 |Indeed, since he doesn't trust his servants, since he charges his angels with error,

19 how much less confidence does he have in those who dwell in houses of clay; who were formed from a foundation in dust and can perish like a moth?

20 They are defeated between morning and evening; they perish forever—and no one notices!

21 Their wealth perishes with them, doesn't it? They die, and do so without having wisdom, don't they?|