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