15. Those who remain of him are buried in death, and their widows do not weep.
16. Though he heaps up silver like dust, and lays up garments like clay –
17. he lays up, but the righteous puts it on, and the innocent divides the silver.
18. He built his house like a moth, like a booth which a watchman made.
19. He lies down, a rich man, but he is not gathered. When he opens his eyes, it is no more!
20. Alarms overtake him like a flood; a storm wind shall steal him away in the night.