The sluggard says, “A lion is outside; I might be slain in the street.”
The way of the sluggard is like a thorn hedge, but the path of the diligent is a highway.
Laziness brings on deep sleep, and the sluggard goes hungry.
The eyes of the Lord watch over the knowledgeable, but he defeats the projects of the faithless.
I have taken off my robe, am I then to put it on? I have bathed my feet, am I then to soil them?