^{16 Ref} Though he heap up silver as the dust, And prepare clothing as the clay;

^{17 Ref} He may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, And the innocent shall divide the silver.

^{18 Ref} He builds his house as the moth, As a booth which the watchman makes.

^{19 Ref} He lies down rich, but he shall not do so again. He opens his eyes, and he is not.

^{20 Ref} Terrors overtake him like waters; A tempest steals him away in the night.

^{21 Ref} The east wind carries him away, and he departs; It sweeps him out of his place.

^{22 Ref} For it hurls at him, and does not spare, As he flees away from his hand.

^{23 Ref} Men shall clap their hands at him, And shall hiss him out of his place.