19. He lieth down rich, but he shall not be gathered; he openeth his eyes, and he is not.
20. Terrors overtake him like waters; a tempest stealeth him away in the night.
21. The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth; and it sweepeth him out of his place.
22. For God shall hurl at him, and not spare: he would fain flee out of his hand.
23. Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.