16. Though he heap up silver as the dust, and pile up clothing as the clay;
17. He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.
18. He builds his house like a moth, and like a booth that the keeper makes.
19. The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he opens his eyes, and he is not.
20. Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest steals him away in the night.
21. The east wind carries him away, and he is gone: and as a storm hurls him out of his place.
22. For God shall cast upon him, and not spare: he would scarcely flee out of his hand.