Job 4:15-19

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

“Something was standing still, but I could not recognize its appearance; A form was before my eyes; There was silence, then I heard a voice:

‘Can mankind be righteous before God? Can a man be pure before his Maker?

‘He puts no trust even in His servants; And He accuses His angels of error.

‘How much more those who live in houses of clay, Whose foundation is in the dust, Who are crushed before the moth!