It standeth, and I discern not its aspect, A similitude is over-against mine eyes, Silence! and a voice I hear:

Naked is Sheol over-against Him, And there is no covering to destruction.

And lo, a great wind hath come from over the wilderness, and striketh against the four corners of the house, and it falleth on the young men, and they are dead, and I am escaped -- only I alone -- to declare it to thee.'

If, truly, over me ye magnify yourselves, And decide against me my reproach;