²⁵ The desire of the slothful slayeth him, For his hands have refused to work.

⁴ The soul of the slothful is desiring, and hath not. And the soul of the diligent is made fat.

²⁶ `And his lord answering said to him, Evil servant, and slothful, thou hadst known that I reap where I did not sow, and I gather whence I did not scatter!

¹⁶ Wiser `is' the slothful in his own eyes, Than seven `men' returning a reason.

¹³ The slothful hath said, `A lion `is' in the way, A lion `is' in the broad places.'

³⁰ Near the field of a slothful man I passed by, And near the vineyard of a man lacking heart.

³¹ And lo, it hath gone up -- all of it -- thorns! Covered its face have nettles, And its stone wall hath been broken down.

³² And I see -- I -- I do set my heart, I have seen -- I have received instruction,

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

³⁴ And thy poverty hath come `as' a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!

¹³ The slothful hath said, `A lion `is' without, In the midst of the broad places I am slain.'

⁴ Because of winter the slothful plougheth not, He asketh in harvest, and there is nothing.

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

¹⁹ The way of the slothful `is' as a hedge of briers, And the path of the upright is raised up.

²⁷ The slothful roasteth not his hunting, And the wealth of a diligent man is precious.

²⁴ The hand of the diligent ruleth, And slothfulness becometh tributary.

⁶ Go unto the ant, O slothful one, See her ways and be wise;

⁷ Which hath not captain, overseer, and ruler,

⁸ She doth prepare in summer her bread, She hath gathered in harvest her food.

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,

¹¹ And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man.