14 If he has many children, swords will kill them,and his descendants won’t have enough food.
15 Those who survive him will be buried by a plague,and their widows won’t cry ⌊for them⌋.
16 Though he collects silver like dustand piles up clothing like dirt,
17 righteous people will wear what he piles up,and the innocent will divide the silver⌊among themselves⌋.
18 He builds his house like a moth,like a shack that a watchman makes.
19 He may go to bed rich, but he’ll never be rich again.When he opens his eyes, nothing will be left.
20 Terrors overtake him like a flood.A windstorm snatches him away at night.