How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?
Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep:
So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man.
He becometh poor that dealeth with a slack hand: but the hand of the diligent maketh rich.
The hand of the diligent shall bear rule: but the slothful shall be under tribute.
The slothful man roasteth not that which he took in hunting: but the substance of a diligent man is precious.
The desire of the slothful killeth him; for his hands refuse to labour.