6 Go to the ant, thou sluggard. Consider her ways, and be wise.7 Which, having no chief, overseer, or ruler,8 provides her bread in the summer, and gathers her food in the harvest.9 How long will thou sleep, O sluggard? When will thou arise out of thy sleep?10 A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep,11 so thy poverty shall come as a robber, and thy want as an armed man.