9 How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?
10 Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep:
11 So shall thy poverty come as a robber, and thy want as an armed man.
12 A worthless person, a man of iniquity; he walketh with a froward mouth;
13 He winketh with his eyes, he speaketh with his feet, he maketh signs with his fingers;
14 Frowardness is in his heart, he deviseth evil continually; he soweth discord.
15 Therefore shall his calamity come suddenly; on a sudden shall he be broken and that without remedy.