The slothful man saith, There is a lion without, I shall be slain in the streets.
The way of the slothful man is as an hedge of thorns: But the way of the righteous is made plain.
The eyes of the LORD preserve knowledge, And he overthroweth the words of the transgressor.
Slothfulness casteth into a deep sleep; And an idle soul shall suffer hunger.
I have put off my coat; How shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; How shall I defile them?