¹⁵ Sloth causeth deep sleep to fall, And an indolent soul doth hunger.

²¹ For the quaffer and glutton become poor, And drowsiness clotheth with rags.

¹³ Love not sleep, lest thou become poor, Open thine eyes -- be satisfied `with' bread.

⁹ Till when, O slothful one, dost thou lie? When dost thou arise from thy sleep?

¹⁰ A little sleep, a little slumber, A little clasping of the hands to rest,

¹⁰ for even when we were with you, this we did command you, that if any one is not willing to work, neither let him eat,

³³ A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down.

¹⁴ wherefore he saith, `Arouse thyself, thou who art sleeping, and arise out of the dead, and the Christ shall shine upon thee.'

¹¹ And this, knowing the time, that for us, the hour already `is' to be aroused out of sleep, for now nearer `is' our salvation than when we did believe;

¹² the night did advance, and the day came nigh; let us lay aside, therefore, the works of the darkness, and let us put on the armour of the light;

¹⁰ Blind `are' his watchmen -- all of them, They have not known, All of them `are' dumb dogs, they are not able to bark, Dozing, lying down, loving to slumber.

²⁴ The slothful hath hidden his hand in a dish, Even unto his mouth he bringeth it not back.

⁴ Poor `is' he who is working -- a slothful hand, And the hand of the diligent maketh rich.

⁵ Whoso is gathering in summer `is' a wise son, Whoso is sleeping in harvest `is' a son causing shame.