¹⁵ Slothfulness casts into a deep sleep.
    The idle soul shall suffer hunger.

²⁴ The sluggard buries his hand in the dish;
    he will not so much as bring it to his mouth again.

⁴ The sluggard will not plow by reason of the winter;
    therefore he shall beg in harvest, and have nothing.

¹³ Don’t love sleep, lest you come to poverty.
    Open your eyes, and you shall be satisfied with bread.

⁵ The plans of the diligent surely lead to profit;
    and everyone who is hasty surely rushes to poverty.

²⁵ The desire of the sluggard kills him,
    for his hands refuse to labor.

³⁰ I went by the field of the sluggard,
    by the vineyard of the man void of understanding:
³¹ Behold, it was all grown over with thorns.
    Its surface was covered with nettles,
    and its stone wall was broken down.
³² Then I saw, and considered well.
    I saw, and received instruction:
³³ a little sleep, a little slumber,
    a little folding of the hands to sleep,
³⁴ so your poverty will come as a robber
    and your want as an armed man.

¹³ The sluggard says, “There is a lion in the road!
    A fierce lion roams the streets!”
¹⁴ As the door turns on its hinges,
    so does the sluggard on his bed.
¹⁵ The sluggard buries his hand in the dish.
    He is too lazy to bring it back to his mouth.
¹⁶ The sluggard is wiser in his own eyes
    than seven men who answer with discretion.

¹⁹ One who works his land will have an abundance of food;
    but one who chases fantasies will have his fill of poverty.