Job 4:15-17

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¹⁵ A spirit glided past my face;
    the hair of my flesh stood up.
¹⁶ It stood still,
    but I could not discern its appearance.
^(A)A form was before my eyes;
    there was silence, then I heard ^(B)a voice:
^17 (C)‘Can mortal man be in the right before^[a] God?
    Can a man be pure before his Maker?