Proverbs 26:14
The door turneth round on its hinge, And the slothful on his bed.
The door turneth round on its hinge, And the slothful on his bed.
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13The slothful hath said, `A lion `is' in the way, A lion `is' in the broad places.'
15The slothful hath hid his hand in a dish, He is weary of bringing it back to his mouth.
16Wiser `is' the slothful in his own eyes, Than seven `men' returning a reason.
13The slothful hath said, `A lion `is' without, In the midst of the broad places I am slain.'
15Sloth causeth deep sleep to fall, And an indolent soul doth hunger.
9Till when, O slothful one, dost thou lie? When dost thou arise from thy sleep?
10A little sleep, a little slumber, A little clasping of the hands to rest,
11And thy poverty hath come as a traveller, And thy want as an armed man.
19The way of the slothful `is' as a hedge of briers, And the path of the upright is raised up.
26As vinegar to the teeth, And as smoke to the eyes, So `is' the slothful to those sending him.
25The desire of the slothful slayeth him, For his hands have refused to work.
26All the day desiring he hath desired, And the righteous giveth and withholdeth not.
33A little sleep -- a little slumber -- A little folding of the hands to lie down.
34And thy poverty hath come `as' a traveller, And thy want as an armed man!
24The slothful hath hidden his hand in a dish, Even unto his mouth he bringeth it not back.
18By slothfulness is the wall brought low, And by idleness of the hands doth the house drop.
4The soul of the slothful is desiring, and hath not. And the soul of the diligent is made fat.
9He also that is remiss in his work, A brother he `is' to a destroyer.
24The hand of the diligent ruleth, And slothfulness becometh tributary.
27The slothful roasteth not his hunting, And the wealth of a diligent man is precious.
30Near the field of a slothful man I passed by, And near the vineyard of a man lacking heart.
6Go unto the ant, O slothful one, See her ways and be wise;
4Because of winter the slothful plougheth not, He asketh in harvest, and there is nothing.
4Poor `is' he who is working -- a slothful hand, And the hand of the diligent maketh rich.
5Whoso is gathering in summer `is' a wise son, Whoso is sleeping in harvest `is' a son causing shame.
13Love not sleep, lest thou become poor, Open thine eyes -- be satisfied `with' bread.
7Weak have been the two legs of the lame, And a parable in the mouth of fools.
8As one who is binding a stone in a sling, So `is' he who is giving honour to a fool.
9A thorn hath gone up into the hand of a drunkard, And a parable in the mouth of fools.
4Give not sleep to thine eyes, And slumber to thine eyelids,
5A torch -- despised in the thoughts of the secure Is prepared for those sliding with the feet.
2Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He giveth to His beloved one sleep.
15Avoid it, pass not over into it, Turn aside from it, and pass on.
16For they sleep not if they do not evil, And their sleep hath been taken violently away, If they cause not `some' to stumble.
21For the quaffer and glutton become poor, And drowsiness clotheth with rags.
27Whoso is digging a pit falleth into it, And the roller of a stone, to him it turneth.
11As a dog hath returned to its vomit, A fool is repeating his folly.
3The words of his mouth `are' iniquity and deceit, He ceased to act prudently -- to do good.
4Iniquity he deviseth on his bed, He stationeth himself on a way not good, Evil he doth not refuse.'
20For shorter hath been the bed Than to stretch one's self out in, And the covering hath been narrower Than to wrap one's self up in.
18He hath built as a moth his house, And as a booth a watchman hath made.
12Sweet `is' the sleep of the labourer whether he eat little or much; and the sufficiency of the wealthy is not suffering him to sleep.
15Lay not wait, O wicked one, At the habitation of the righteous. Do not spoil his resting-place.
15A growling lion, and a ranging bear, `Is' the wicked ruler over a poor people.
15In a dream -- a vision of night, In the falling of deep sleep on men, In slumberings on a bed.
19As `when' one fleeth from the face of the lion, And the bear hath met him, And he hath come in to the house, And hath leant his hand on the wall, And the serpent hath bitten him.
5Spoiled themselves have the mighty of heart, They have slept their sleep, And none of the men of might found their hands.
30Consulting his eyes to devise froward things, Moving his lips he hath accomplished evil.
7and he from within answering may say, Do not give me trouble, already the door hath been shut, and my children with me are in the bed, I am not able, having risen, to give to thee.