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15 A spirit glided past my face;
    the hair of my flesh bristled.
16 It stood still,
    but I could not discern its appearance.
A form was before my eyes;
    there was silence; then I heard a voice:
17 ‘Can mortals be righteous before[a] God?
    Can humans be pure before[b] their Maker?(A)

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  1. 4.17 Or more righteous than
  2. 4.17 Or more pure than