¹⁵ Slothfulness casteth into a deep sleep;
And the idle soul shall suffer hunger.

²⁴ The sluggard burieth his hand in the dish,
And will not so much as bring it to his mouth again.

⁴ The sluggard will not plow by reason of the winter;
^[a]Therefore he shall beg in harvest, and have nothing.

¹³ Love not sleep, lest thou come to poverty;
Open thine eyes, and thou shalt be satisfied with bread.

⁵ The thoughts of the diligent tend only to plenteousness;
But every one that is hasty hasteth only to want.

²⁵ The desire of the sluggard killeth him;
For his hands refuse to labor.

³⁰ I went by the field of the sluggard,
And by the vineyard of the man void of understanding;
³¹ And, lo, it was all grown over with thorns,
The face thereof was covered with ^[a]nettles,
And the stone wall thereof was broken down.
³² Then I beheld, and considered well;
I saw, and received instruction:
³³ Yet a little sleep, a little slumber,
A little folding of the hands to sleep;
³⁴ So shall thy poverty come as a robber,
And thy want as an armed man.

¹³ The sluggard saith, There is a lion in the way;
A lion is in the streets.
¹⁴ As the door turneth upon its hinges,
So doth the sluggard upon his bed.
¹⁵ The sluggard burieth his hand in the dish;
It wearieth him to bring it again to his mouth.
¹⁶ The sluggard is wiser in ^[a]his own conceit
Than seven men that can ^[b]render a reason.

¹⁹ He that tilleth his land shall have plenty of bread;
But he that followeth after vain persons shall have poverty enough.