Terrors overtake him like a flood; A tempest steals him away in the night.
27:19 The rich man will lie down, But not be gathered up; He opens his eyes, And he is no more.
27:20 Terrors overtake him like a flood; A tempest steals him away in the night.
27:21 The east wind carries him away, and he is gone; It sweeps him out of his place.