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.
21. The east wind carries him away, and he’s gone.It sweeps him from his place.