18 He has built his house like a moth, and he has made a makeshift shelter like a sentry.
19 When he falls asleep, the rich man will leave him with nothing; he will open his eyes and find nothing.
20 Destitution will surround him like water; a storm will overwhelm him in the night.
21 A burning wind will pick him up and carry him away, and, like a whirlwind, it will rush him from his place.
22 And it will hurl over him and will not spare him; fleeing from its power, he will go into exile.
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