The sluggard says, “There is a lion outside! I shall be slain in the streets!”
The way of a sluggard is overgrown with thorns, but the path of the upright is a level highway.
Slothfulness casts into a deep sleep, and an idle person will suffer hunger.
The eyes of the Lord keep watch over knowledge, but he overthrows the words of the faithless.
I had put off my garment, how could I put it on? I had bathed my feet, how could I soil them?