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15 I felt a draught[a] on my face,
and the hair on my body stood up.
16 A figure stood there,
but I could not recognise its appearance;
a form loomed before my eyes.
I heard a whispering voice:
17 ‘Can a mortal be righteous before God?
Can a man be more pure than his Maker? ’(A)

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  1. 4:15 Or a spirit