13 In thoughts from the visions of the night,when deep sleep falleth on men,
14 fear came upon me, and trembling,which made all my bones to shake.
15 Then a spirit passed before my face;the hair of my flesh stood up:
16 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,
17 Shall mortal man be more just than God?Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?
18 Behold, he put no trust in his servants;and his angels he charged with folly:
19 how much less in them that dwell in houses of clay,whose foundation is in the dust, which are crushed before the moth?