6 Go to the aant, O bsluggard,
Observe her ways and be wise,
7 Which, having ano chief,
Officer or ruler,
8 Prepares her food ain the summer
And gathers her provision in the harvest.
9 How long will you lie down, O sluggard?
When will you arise from your sleep?
10 “aA little sleep, a little slumber,
A little folding of the hands to rest”—
11 aYour poverty will come in like a vagabond
And your want like an armed man.