¹⁹ By the sweat of your brow^(A)
    you will eat your food^(B)
until you return to the ground,
    since from it you were taken;
for dust you are
    and to dust you will return.”^(C)

⁴ Sluggards^(A) do not plow in season;
    so at harvest time they look but find nothing.^(B)

⁴ A sluggard’s appetite is never filled,^(A)
    but the desires of the diligent are fully satisfied.

³⁰ I went past the field of a sluggard,^(A)
    past the vineyard of someone who has no sense;
³¹ thorns had come up everywhere,
    the ground was covered with weeds,
    and the stone wall was in ruins.
³² I applied my heart to what I observed
    and learned a lesson from what I saw:
³³ A little sleep, a little slumber,
    a little folding of the hands to rest^(B)—
³⁴ and poverty will come on you like a thief
    and scarcity like an armed man.^(C)

²⁵ The craving of a sluggard will be the death of him,^(A)
    because his hands refuse to work.