It standeth, and I discern not its aspect, A similitude `is' over-against mine eyes, Silence! and a voice I hear:
and after the shaking a fire: -- not in the fire `is' Jehovah; and after the fire a voice still small;
And a spirit before my face doth pass, Stand up doth the hair of my flesh;
`Is mortal man than God more righteous? Than his Maker is a man cleaner?