6 Go to the ant, thou sluggard; look on her ways, and become wise.
7 She, that hath no prince, officer, or ruler,
8 Provideth in the summer her provision, gathereth in harvesttime her food.
9 How long, O sluggard, wilt thou lie down? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?
10 "A little more sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands in lying down;"
11 But then will thy poverty come like a rover, and thy want as a man armed with a shield.