14Though his sons are many, they are destined for the sword;
and his offspring will never have enough food.
15His survivors will be buried by the plague,
and their widows will not weep for them.
16Though he heaps up silver like dust
and piles up a wardrobe like clay,
17what he lays up, the righteous will wear,
and his silver will be divided by the innocent.
18The house he built is like a moth’s cocoon,
like a hut set up by a watchman.
19He lies down wealthy, but will do so no more;
when he opens his eyes, all is gone.
— Job 27:14-19