My son, if you have become surety for your neighbor, have given your pledge for a stranger;
if you are snared in the utterance of your lips, caught in the words of your mouth;
then do this, my son, and save yourself, for you have come into your neighbor's power: go, hasten, and importune your neighbor.
Give your eyes no sleep and your eyelids no slumber;
save yourself like a gazelle from the hunter, like a bird from the hand of the fowler.
Go to the ant, O sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise.
Without having any chief, officer or ruler,
she prepares her food in summer, and gathers her sustenance in harvest.
How long will you lie there, O sluggard? When will you arise from your sleep?
A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest,
and poverty will come upon you like a vagabond, and want like an armed man.