How long will you sleep, O sluggard? When will you arise out of your sleep?
Understand, you beastly ones among the people; and fools, when will you be wise?
How long will you love simplicity, simple ones? And will scorners delight in their scorning? And will fools hate knowledge?
Laziness throws one into a deep sleep, and an idle soul shall suffer hunger.
Do not love sleep, lest you come to poverty; open your eyes and you shall be satisfied with bread.
As the door turns upon its hinges, so does the lazy man turn upon his bed.
A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to lie down;
Go to the ant, sluggard; consider her ways and be wise;
provides her food in the summer and gathers her food in the harvest.
The fool folds his hands together, and eats his own flesh.
O Jerusalem, cleanse your heart from evil so that you may be saved. How long shall your vain thoughts lodge within you?
There was a man sent from God; his name was John.
This also, knowing the time, that it is already time to awake out of sleep; for now our salvation is nearer than when we believed.
Therefore he says, "Awake, sleeping ones! And arise from the dead, and Christ shall give you light."