Job 27:17-22

17 he may pile it up, but the righteous will wear it,
and ^athe innocent will divide the silver.
18 He builds his ^bhouse like a moth’s,
like ^ca booth that ^da watchman makes.
19 He goes to bed rich, but will ^edo so no more;
he opens his eyes, and ^fhis wealth is gone.
20 ^gTerrors overtake him like ^ha flood;
in the night a whirlwind ⁱcarries him off.
21 ^jThe east wind lifts him up and he is gone;
it ^ksweeps him out of his place.
22 It ^{▼▼Or He (that is, God); also verse 23} hurls at him ^mwithout pity;
he flees from its ^{▼▼Or his; also verse 23} power in headlong flight.