Free yourself, like a gazelle1 from the hand of the hunter,2 like a bird from the snare of the fowler.36
Go to the ant, you sluggard;4 consider its ways and be wise!
It has no commander, no overseer or ruler,
yet it stores its provisions in summer5 and gathers its food at harvest.69
How long will you lie there, you sluggard?7 When will you get up from your sleep?
A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest8--
and poverty9 will come on you like a bandit and scarcity like an armed man.a