In context
19He lies down rich, and is not gathered in; he opens his eyes, and it is all gone. 20Terrors overtake him like a flood; in the night a storm wind steals him away. 21The east wind lifts him and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place. 22It hurls itself at him without pity while he flees headlong from its hand. 23It claps its hands at him and hisses him out of his place.
