6 Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways and be wise:7 which having no chief, overseer, or ruler,8 provideth her bread in the summer, {and} gathereth her food in the harvest.9 How long, sluggard, wilt thou lie down? When wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?10 A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest!11 So shall thy poverty come as a roving plunderer, and thy penury as an armed man.