She doth prepare in summer her bread, She hath gathered in harvest her food.
Whoso is gathering in summer [is] a wise son, Whoso is sleeping in harvest [is] a son causing shame.
And a sufficiency of goats' milk [is] for thy bread, For bread to thy house, and life to thy damsels!
The ants [are] a people not strong, And they prepare in summer their food,
Till when, O slothful one, dost thou lie? When dost thou arise from thy sleep?
treasuring up to themselves a right foundation for the time to come, that they may lay hold on the life age-during.