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.
Love not sleep, lest thou come to poverty; open thine eyes, and thou shalt be satisfied with bread.
He that tilleth his land shall have plenty of bread: but he that followeth after vain persons shall have poverty enough.