Proverbs

⁸Provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest. ⁹How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep? ¹⁰Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep: ¹¹So shall thy poverty come as a robber, and thy want as an armed man. ¹²A worthless person, a man of iniquity; he walketh with a froward mouth; ¹³He winketh with his eyes, he speaketh with his feet, he maketh signs with his fingers; ¹⁴Frowardness is in his heart, he deviseth evil continually; he soweth discord.