A slothful man hideth his hand in his bosom, and will not so much as bring it to his mouth again.

How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?

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

Love not sleep, lest thou come to poverty; open thine eyes, and thou shalt be satisfied with bread.

For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags.

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

His watchmen are blind: they are all ignorant, they are all dumb dogs, they cannot bark; sleeping, lying down, loving to slumber.

And that, knowing the time, that now it is high time to awake out of sleep: for now is our salvation nearer than when we believed.

The night is far spent, the day is at hand: let us therefore cast off the works of darkness, and let us put on the armour of light.

Wherefore he saith, Awake thou that sleepest, and arise from the dead, and Christ shall give thee light.

He becometh poor that dealeth with a slack hand: but the hand of the diligent maketh rich.

He that gathereth in summer is a wise son: but he that sleepeth in harvest is a son that causeth shame.

Love not sleep, lest thou come to poverty; open thine eyes, and thou shalt be satisfied with bread.

For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags.

For even when we were with you, this we commanded you, that if any would not work, neither should he eat.