So shall your poverty come upon you like a vagabond, and your want like an armed man.
He becomes poor who has a slack hand: but the hand of the diligent makes rich.
The soul of the sluggard desires, and has nothing: but the soul of the diligent shall be made rich.
Slothfulness casts into a deep sleep; and an idle soul shall suffer hunger.
Love not sleep, lest you come to poverty; open your eyes, and you shall be satisfied with bread.
The sluggard will not plow by reason of the cold; therefore shall he beg in harvest, and have nothing.
For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags.
Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep:
So shall your poverty come like a robber; and your want like an armed man.
The fool folds his hands together, and eats his own flesh.