Job 27:16-23

16Though he heaps up silver like dust and clothes like piles of clay, 17what he lays up the righteous will wear, and the innocent will divide his silver. 18The house he builds is like a moth’s cocoon, like a hut made by a watchman. 19He lies down wealthy, but will do so no more; when he opens his eyes, all is gone. 20Terrors overtake him like a flood; a tempest snatches him away in the night. 21The east wind carries him off, and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place. 22It hurls itself against him without mercy as he flees headlong from its power. 23It claps its hands in derision and hisses him out of his place.”