ACV(i)
16 Though he heaps up silver as the dust, and prepares raiment as the clay,
17 he may prepare it, but the just shall put it on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.
18 He builds his house as the moth, and as a booth which the keeper makes.
19 He lies down rich, but he shall not be gathered to his fathers. He opens his eyes, and he is not.
20 Terrors overtake him like waters. A tempest steals him away in the night.
21 The east wind carries him away, and he departs, and it sweeps him out of his place.
22 For God shall hurl at him, and not spare. He would gladly flee out of his hand.
23 Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.