19. He lieth down rich, but will do so no more; he openeth his eyes, and he is not.
20. Terrors overtake him like waters; a whirlwind stealeth him away in the night.
21. The east wind carrieth him away and he is gone; and as a storm it hurleth him out of his place.
22. And 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.