Now a thing was secretly brought to me,
and mine ear received a little thereof.
In thoughts from the visions of the night,
when deep sleep falleth on men,
and trembling,
Then a spirit passed before my face;
the hair of my flesh stood up :
It stood still , but I could not discern the form thereof:
an image was before mine eyes, there was silence,
and I heard a voice, saying,
Shall mortal man be more just than God?
shall a man be more pure than his maker ?
Behold, he put no trust in his servants; and his angels he charged with folly:
How much less in them that dwell in houses of clay,
whose foundation is in the dust,
which are crushedbefore the moth?
They are destroyed from morning to evening:
they perish for ever without any regarding it.
Doth not their excellency which is in them go away ?
they die , even without wisdom.
Job 4:12-21