14. If his children are increased, it is for the sword; and his offspring shall not have enough to eat.
15. Those who remain of him are buried in death, and their widows do not weep.
16. Though he heaps up silver like dust, and lays up garments like clay –
17. he lays up, but the righteous puts it on, and the innocent divides the silver.
18. He built his house like a moth, like a booth which a watchman made.
19. He lies down, a rich man, but he is not gathered. When he opens his eyes, it is no more!
20. Alarms overtake him like a flood; a storm wind shall steal him away in the night.
21. The east wind takes him away, and he is gone; for it sweeps him from his place.
22. And it hurls itself against him and does not spare; he swiftly flees from its power.
23. It claps its hands at him, and it hisses him out of his place.