Job 27:18-22

“He has built his house like the spider’s web, Or a hut which the watchman has made.

“He lies down rich, but never again; He opens his eyes, and it no longer exists.

“Terrors overtake him like a flood; A storm steals him away in the night.

“The east wind carries him away, and he is gone; For it sweeps him away from his place.

“For it will hurl at him without mercy; He will certainly try to flee from its power.