ECB(i)
13 In sentiments from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falls on men,
14 dread and trembling confront me - which my abundant bones dread.
15 And a spirit passes in front of my face; the hair of my flesh stands on end;
16 it stands: but I recognize not the visage; a manifestation in front of my eyes: stillness - and I hear a voice,