9 By the breath of God they perish; by the blast of His anger they vanish.
10 The lion may roar and the cub growl, but the teeth of young lions are broken.
11 The mighty lion perishes for lack of prey and the lioness’ cubs are scattered.
12 Now a word was secretly brought to me, and my ear caught a whisper of it.
13 Amid unsettling visions in the night, when a deep sleep falls on men,
14 dread and trembling seized me, and made my bones shake.
15 Then a spirit brushed over my face, and the hair of my flesh stood on end.