Job 27
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.