¹⁴ As the door turneth upon his hinges, so doth the slothful upon his bed.

¹³ The slothful man saith, There is a lion without, I shall be slain in the streets.

⁴ He that observeth the wind shall not sow; and he that regardeth the clouds shall not reap.

⁵ As thou knowest not what is the way of the spirit, nor how the bones do grow in the womb of her that is with child: even so thou knowest not the works of God who maketh all.

⁶ In the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening withhold not thine hand: for thou knowest not whether shall prosper, either this or that, or whether they both shall be alike good.

⁵ The fool foldeth his hands together, and eateth his own flesh.