Job 4

There stood one whose countenance I knew not, an image before my eyes, and I heard the voice, as it were, of a gentle wind.

Paróse un fantasma delante de mis ojos, cuyo rostro yo no conocí, y quedo, oí que decía:

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

It stood still, but I couldn’t discern its appearance. A form was before my eyes. Silence, then I heard a voice, saying,