Job 4:15-17

New Living Translation

¹⁵ A spirit^[a] swept past my face,
    and my hair stood on end.^[b]
16 The spirit stopped, but I couldn’t see its shape.
    There was a form before my eyes.
In the silence I heard a voice say,
¹⁷ ‘Can a mortal be innocent before God?
    Can anyone be pure before the Creator?’