Job 4:11-15

“The lion perishes for lack of prey, And the cubs of the lioness are scattered.

“Now a word was brought to me secretly, And my ear received a whisper of it.

“Amid disquieting thoughts from visions of the night, When deep sleep falls on people,

Dread came upon me, and trembling, And made all my bones shake.

“Then a spirit passed by my face; The hair of my flesh stood up.