7 It has no commander, overseer, or ruler,
8 yet it prepares its food in the summer;it gathers at the harvest what it will eat.
9 How long, you sluggard, will you lie there?When will you rise from your sleep?
10 A little sleep, a little slumber,a little folding of the hands to relax,
11 and your poverty will come like a robber,and your need like an armed man.
12 A worthless and wicked personwalks around saying perverse things;
13 he winks with his eyes,signals with his feet,and points with his fingers;