A sluggard says, “There’s a lion in the road, a fierce lion roaming the streets!”
The way of the sluggard is blocked with thorns, but the path of the upright is a highway.
Laziness brings on deep sleep, and the shiftless go hungry.
The sluggard says, “There’s a lion outside! I’ll be killed in the public square!”
Go to the ant, you sluggard; consider its ways and be wise!
So I was afraid and went out and hid your gold in the ground. See, here is what belongs to you.’