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Go to the ant, thou sluggard;
consider her ways, and be wise:
which having no guide, overseer, or ruler,
provideth her meat in the summer,
and gathereth her food in the harvest.
How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard?
when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?
10 Yet a little sleep, a little slumber,
a little folding of the hands to sleep:
11 so shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth,
and thy want as an armed man.

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