8Provideth her meat in the summer, [and] gathereth her food in the harvest. 9How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep? 10[Yet] a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep:11So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth, and thy want as an armed man. 12A naughty person, a wicked man, walketh with a froward mouth.