Job 20:8

“All around terrors frighten him, And harass him at every step.

“He is driven from light into darkness, And chased from the inhabited world.

“Terrors overtake him like many waters; A tempest steals him away in the night.

“Men will clap their hands at him And will hiss him from his place.

Like a dream when one awakes, O Lord, when aroused, You will despise their form.

You have swept them away like a flood, they fall asleep; In the morning they are like grass which sprouts anew.

As for the days of our life, they contain seventy years, Or if due to might, eighty years, Yet their pride is but labor and wickedness; For soon it is gone and we fly away.

And it will be that the multitude of all the nations who wage war against Ariel, Even all who wage war against her and her stronghold, and who distress her, Will be like a dream, a vision of the night.

“You will seek those who quarrel with you, but will not find them, Those who war with you will be as nothing and non-existent.

“So he will turn his face toward the fortresses of his own land, but he will stumble and fall and be found no more.