19 The rich man when he shall sleep shall take away nothing with him: he shall open his eyes and find nothing.
20 Poverty like water shall take hold on him, a tempest shall oppress him in the night.
21 A burning wind shall take him up, and carry him away, and as a whirlwind shall snatch him from his place.
22 And he shall cast upon him, and shall not spare: out of his hand he would willingly flee.
23 He shall clasp his hands upon him, and shall hiss at him, beholding his place.