Job 27
18 Ref He buildeth his house as a moth, and as a booth that the keeper maketh.
19 Ref The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he openeth his eyes, and he is not.
20 Ref Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest stealeth him away in the night.
21 Ref The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth: and as a storm hurleth him out of his place.
22 Ref For God shall cast upon him, and not spare: he would fain flee out of his hand.
23 Ref Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.