¹⁵ Behold, he putteth no trust in his saints; yea, the heavens are not clean in his sight.

⁵ Behold even to the moon, and it shineth not; yea, the stars are not pure in his sight.

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

5 Call now, if there be any that will answer thee; and to which of the saints wilt thou turn?

² Above it stood the seraphims: each one had six wings; with twain he covered his face, and with twain he covered his feet, and with twain he did fly.

³ And one cried unto another, and said, Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord of hosts: the whole earth is full of his glory.

⁴ And the posts of the door moved at the voice of him that cried, and the house was filled with smoke.

⁵ Then said I, Woe is me! for I am undone; because I am a man of unclean lips, and I dwell in the midst of a people of unclean lips: for mine eyes have seen the King, the Lord of hosts.