When I hear a reproof that dishonors me, then my understanding prompts me to answer.

Then a breath of air passes by my face; it makes the hair of my flesh stand up.

“How long will you speak these things, seeing that the words of your mouth are like a great wind?

for while my spirit is still in me, and the breath from God is in my nostrils,

each one is so close to the next that no air can come between them.

in whose hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all the human race.

But now, the sun cannot be looked at – it is bright in the skies – after a wind passed and swept the clouds away.