The slothful hideth his hand under his armpit, and will not so much as bring it to his mouth.
The way of the slothful is as a hedge of thorns; the way of the just is without offence.
Slothfulness casteth into a deep sleep, and an idle soul shall suffer hunger.
The deceitful man shall not find gain: but the substance of a just man shall be precious gold.
Who saith to them: One of the twelve, who dippeth with me his hand in the dish.
But he answering, said: He that dippeth his hand with me in the dish, he shall betray me.
And I will break all the horns of sinners: but the horns of the just shall be exalted.
Desires kill the slothful: for his hands have refused to work at all.