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 its form: an image was before my 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, who are crushed before the moth?
20. They are destroyed from morning to evening: they perish for ever without any regarding it.
21. Doth not their excellence which is in them depart? they die, even without wisdom.