A little sleep, a little slumber, A little folding of the hands to rest;
Also, he who is slack in his work Is a brother of a master destroyer.
Laziness makes one fall into a deep sleep, And an idle being suffers hunger.
Do not love sleep, lest you become poor; Open your eyes, be satisfied with bread.
When I saw it, I set my heart on it; I looked and received discipline:
And your poverty shall come, a prowler, And your need like an armed man.
As a door turns on its hinges, So does the lazy one turn on his bed.
The fool folds his hands and consumes his own flesh.
And do this, knowing the time, that it is already the hour for us to wake up from sleep, for now our deliverance is nearer than when we did believe.
That is why He says, “Wake up, you who sleep, and arise from the dead, and Messiah shall shine on you.”