Those that remain of him shall be buried in death: and his widows shall not weep.
Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare raiment as the clay;
He may prepare [it], but the just shall put [it] on, and the innocent shall divide the silver.
He buildeth his house as a moth, and as a booth [that] the keeper maketh.
The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he openeth his eyes, and he [is] not.
Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest stealeth him away in the night.
The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth: and as a storm hurleth him out of his place.
For [God] shall cast upon him, and not spare: he would fain flee out of his hand.
[Men] shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.
Surely there is a vein for the silver, and a place for gold [where] they fine [it].
