Eliphaz’s Mystical Revelation

Job 4:12-21

Now a word came to me secretly; my ears caught a whisper of it.

In disquieting visions in the night, when deep sleep falls on men,

fear and trembling came over me and made all my bones shudder.

Then a spirit glided past my face, and the hair on my body bristled.

It stood still, but I could not discern its appearance; a form loomed before my eyes, and I heard a whispering voice:

‘Can a mortal be more righteous than God, or a man more pure than his Maker?

If God puts no trust in His servants, and He charges His angels with error,

how much more those who dwell in houses of clay, whose foundations are in the dust, who can be crushed like a moth!

They are smashed to pieces from dawn to dusk; unnoticed, they perish forever.

Are not their tent cords pulled up, so that they die without wisdom?’