It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying,
And after the earthquake a fire; but Yahweh was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.
Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up:
Shall mortal man be more just than Eloah? shall a man be more pure than his maker?