The lazy one says: "There is a lion outside. I might be slain in the midst of the streets."
The way of the slothful is like a hedge of thorns. The way of the just is without offense.
Laziness sends one into a deep sleep, and a dissolute soul will go hungry.
The eyes of the Lord watch over knowledge. And the words of the iniquitous are supplanted.
Bride: I sleep, yet my heart watches. The voice of my beloved knocking: