She will prepare in summer her bread, gathering her food in harvest.
He gathering in summer, is a prudent son: he lying in deep sleep in harvest, a son causing shame.
And enough of goats' milk for thy bread, and for the bread of thy house, and the life of thy girls.
The ants a people not strong, and they will prepare their bread in the summer;
How long, O slothful one, wilt thou lie down? when wilt thou rise from thy sleep?
Treasuring up to themselves a good foundation for the future, that they may lay hold upon eternal life.