Go to the ant, O sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise.
The sluggard does not plow in the autumn; he will seek at harvest and have nothing.
Whoever is slack in his work is a brother to him who destroys.
How long will you lie there, O sluggard? When will you arise from your sleep?
so that you may not be sluggish, but imitators of those who through faith and patience inherit the promises.
The soul of the sluggard craves and gets nothing, while the soul of the diligent is richly supplied.
But his master answered him, ‘You wicked and slothful servant! You knew that I reap where I have not sown and gather where I scattered no seed?
the ants are a people not strong, yet they provide their food in the summer;
Do not be slothful in zeal, be fervent in spirit, serve the Lord.
The sluggard says, “There is a lion in the road! There is a lion in the streets!” As a door turns on its hinges, so does a sluggard on his bed. The sluggard buries his hand in the dish; it wears him out to bring it back to his mouth. The sluggard is wiser in his own eyes than seven men who can answer sensibly.
The desire of the sluggard kills him, for his hands refuse to labor.
Slothfulness casts into a deep sleep, and an idle person will suffer hunger.
I passed by the field of a sluggard, by the vineyard of a man lacking sense, and behold, it was all overgrown with thorns; the ground was covered with nettles, and its stone wall was broken down. Then I saw and considered it; I looked and received instruction. A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest, and poverty will come upon you like a robber, and want like an armed man.
The sluggard says, “There is a lion outside! I shall be killed in the streets!”
“But ask the beasts, and they will teach you; the birds of the heavens, and they will tell you; or the bushes of the earth, and they will teach you; and the fish of the sea will declare to you.
Like vinegar to the teeth and smoke to the eyes, so is the sluggard to those who send him.
The sluggard buries his hand in the dish and will not even bring it back to his mouth.
Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?
The way of a sluggard is like a hedge of thorns, but the path of the upright is a level highway.
For in vain is a net spread in the sight of any bird,
The ox knows its owner, and the donkey its master's crib, but Israel does not know, my people do not understand.”
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