Job 4:13-16

New Revised Standard Version Catholic Edition

¹³ Amid thoughts from visions of the night,
    when deep sleep falls on mortals,
¹⁴ dread came upon me, and trembling,
    which made all my bones shake.
¹⁵ A spirit glided past my face;
    the hair of my flesh bristled.
¹⁶ It stood still,
    but I could not discern its appearance.
A form was before my eyes;
    there was silence, then I heard a voice: