Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up:

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

Thou hast granted me life and favour, and thy visitation hath preserved my spirit.

For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease.

That thou turnest thy spirit against God, and lettest such words go out of thy mouth?

I have heard the check of my reproach, and the spirit of my understanding causeth me to answer.

As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?

To whom hast thou uttered words? and whose spirit came from thee?

By his spirit he hath garnished the heavens; his hand hath formed the crooked serpent.

All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils;

My root was spread out by the waters, and the dew lay all night upon my branch.

But there is a spirit in man: and the inspiration of the Almighty giveth them understanding.

For I am full of matter, the spirit within me constraineth me.

The Spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the Almighty hath given me life.

If he set his heart upon man, if he gather unto himself his spirit and his breath;

Hast thou with him spread out the sky, which is strong, and as a molten looking glass?