Job 4:18LXX

16It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image before mine eyes, silence, and I heard a voice, ,

17Shall mortal man be more just than God? shall a man be more pure than his maker?

18Behold, he put no trust in his servants; and his angels he charged with folly:

19How much less them that dwell in houses of clay, whose foundation in the dust, are crushed before the moth?

20They are destroyed from morning to evening: they perish for ever without any regarding .