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.