“Cursed^(B) is the ground^(C) because of you;
    through painful toil^(D) you will eat food from it
    all the days of your life.^(E)
18 It will produce thorns and thistles^(F) for you,
    and you will eat the plants of the field.^(G)

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

¹⁵ Laziness brings on deep sleep,
    and the shiftless go hungry.^(A)

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

¹⁹ The way of the sluggard is blocked with thorns,^(A)
    but the path of the upright is a highway.

¹³ The sluggard says, “There’s a lion outside!^(A)
    I’ll be killed in the public square!”