12 Furthermore, a word was spoken to me in secret, and, as if by theft, my ears received the pulse of its whisper.
13 In the horror of a vision by night, when men are accustomed to be overtaken by a deep sleep,
14 fear and trembling seized me and all my bones were terrified.
15 And when a spirit passed before me, the hair on my body stood up.
16 There appeared an image before my eyes, someone whose face I did not recognize, and I heard a voice like a gentle breeze.
17 Should man be justified in relation to God, or will a man be more pure than his Maker?
18 Behold, those who serve him are not steadfast, and in his angels he finds imperfection.