Job, Chapter 25

Shvetian BILDAD made this short reply:
Dominion, and awefull Majestie,
To him belong, who crown'd with sacred Rayes,
The Host of Heaven in perfect concord swayes.
Who can his Armies number? infinite,
And full of Fate! on whom shines not his light?
Can Mortals righteous in his Eyes appeare?
Can they be spotlesse whom fraile women beare?
To him the radiant Sunne is but obscure;
The Moone still in Eclipse; the Stars impure.
What then is Man? polluted in his Birth;
An uncleane Worme that crawles upon the Earth?