The sluggard saith, There is a lion without; I shall be slain in the streets.
The way of the sluggard is as a hedge of thorns; But the path of the upright is made a highway.
The eyes of Jehovah preserve him that hath knowledge; But he overthroweth the words of the treacherous man.
Slothfulness casteth into a deep sleep; And the idle soul shall suffer hunger.
I have put off my garment; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?