13 In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falls on men,
14 Fear came on me, and trembling, Which made all my bones shake.
15 Then a spirit passed before my face; The hair of my flesh stood up.
16 It stood still, but I couldn't discern the appearance of it; A form was before my eyes. Silence, then I heard a voice, saying,
17 'Shall mortal man be more just than God? Shall a man be more pure than his Maker?
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