7 Without having any chief, officer, or ruler,
8 she prepares her bread in summerand gathers her food in harvest.
9 How long will you lie there, O sluggard?When will you arise from your sleep?
10 A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest,
11 and poverty will come upon you like a robber,and want like an armed man.
12 A worthless person, a wicked man,goes about with crooked speech,
13 winks with his eyes, signals with his feet,points with his finger,