6 Go to the ant, youi sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise:

7 Which having no guide, overseer, or ruler,

8 Provides her meat in the summer, [and] gathers her food in the harvest.

9 How long will youi sleep, O sluggard? when will youi arise out of youi sleep?

10 [Yet] a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep:

11 So shall youi poverty come as one that travels, and youi lack as an armed man.