4:6 Is not this thy fear, thy confidence, thy hope, and the uprightness of thy ways?
4:7 Remember, I pray thee, who ever perished, being innocent? or where were the righteous cut off?
4:8 Even as I have seen, they that plow iniquity, and sow wickedness, reap the same.
4:9 By the blast of God they perish, and by the breath of his nostrils are they consumed.
4:10 The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions, are broken.
4:11 The old lion perisheth for lack of prey, and the stout lion's whelps are scattered abroad.
4:12 Now a thing was secretly brought to me, and mine ear received a little thereof.
4:13 In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men,
4:14 Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake.
4:15 Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up: