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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: 17 Is mortal man more righteous than God? Is a man cleaner than his Maker? 18 Behold, He puts no credence in His servants, || Nor sets praise in His messengers. 19 Also—the inhabitants of houses of clay || (Whose foundation [is] in the dust, || They bruise them before a moth). 20 From morning to evening are beaten down, || Without any regarding, they perish forever. 21 Has their excellence not been removed with them? They die, and not in wisdom!” Job 4:12-21, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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