14 Fear met me, and trembling, and caused the multitude of my bones to tremble.

15 And the spirit will glide before my face; the hair of my flesh will stand erect:

16 It will stand, and I shall not recognize its appearance: a form before mine eyes; I shall hear stillness and a voice:

17 Shall a man be just above God? If a man shall be pure above him making him?

18 Behold, in his servants he will not trust, and upon his messengers he will set folly:

19 Also those dwelling in houses of clay which their foundation in the dust, being crushed before the moth.

20 From morning to evening they will be struck; from not setting to superintend they will perish.

21 Did not their remainder in them remove? They will die, and not in wisdom.

Job 4:14-21, Smith's Literal Translation. Public domain.
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