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.