Proverbs 6:8
She doth prepare in summer her bread, She hath gathered in harvest her food.
She doth prepare in summer her bread, She hath gathered in harvest her food.
These verses are found using AI-powered semantic similarity based on meaning and context. Results may occasionally include unexpected connections.
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,
13She hath sought wool and flax, And with delight she worketh `with' her hands.
14She hath been as ships of the merchant, From afar she bringeth in her bread.
15Yea, she riseth while yet night, And giveth food to her household, And a portion to her damsels.
16She hath considered a field, and taketh it, From the fruit of her hands she hath planted a vineyard.
17She hath girded with might her loins, And doth strengthen her arms.
18She hath perceived when her merchandise `is' good, Her lamp is not extinguished in the night.
19Her hands she hath sent forth on a spindle, And her hands have held a distaff.
5Be delivered as a roe from the hand, And as a bird from the hand of a fowler.
6Go unto the ant, O slothful one, See her ways and be wise;
7Which hath not captain, overseer, and ruler,
5Whoso is gathering in summer `is' a wise son, Whoso is sleeping in harvest `is' a son causing shame.
25The ants `are' a people not strong, And they prepare in summer their food,
27She `is' watching the ways of her household, And bread of sloth she eateth not.
5Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself -- food for young ones.
6In a field his provender they reap, And the vineyard of the wicked they glean.
4Because of winter the slothful plougheth not, He asketh in harvest, and there is nothing.
28for of itself doth the earth bear fruit, first a blade, afterwards an ear, afterwards full corn in the ear;
27All of them unto Thee do look, To give their food in its season.
28Thou dost give to them -- they gather, Thou dost open Thy hand -- they `are' satisfied `with' good.
7That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.
26look to the fowls of the heaven, for they do not sow, nor reap, nor gather into storehouses, and your heavenly Father doth nourish them; are not ye much better than they?
31Give ye to her of the fruit of her hands, And her works do praise her in the gates!
26A labouring man hath laboured for himself, For his mouth hath caused `him' to bend over it.
5and reached to you hath the threshing, the gathering, and the gathering doth reach the sowing-`time'; and ye have eaten your bread to satiety, and have dwelt confidently in your land.
6In the morning sow thy seed, And at even withdraw not thy hand, For thou knowest not which is right, this or that, Or whether both of them alike `are' good.
20`And when ye say, What do we eat in the seventh year, lo, we do not sow, nor gather our increase?
7All the labour of man `is' for his mouth, and yet the soul is not filled.
15Sloth causeth deep sleep to fall, And an indolent soul doth hunger.
26For a harlot consumeth unto a cake of bread, And an adulteress the precious soul hunteth.
27The slothful roasteth not his hunting, And the wealth of a diligent man is precious.
3`Six years thou dost sow thy field, and six years thou dost prune thy vineyard, and hast gathered its increase,
6the labouring husbandman it behoveth first of the fruits to partake;
37And they sow fields, and plant vineyards, And they make fruits of increase.
15The eyes of all unto Thee do look, And Thou art giving to them their food in its season,
16and the Feast of Harvest, the first fruits of thy works which thou sowest in the field; and the Feast of the In-Gathering, in the outgoing of the year, in thy gathering thy works out of the field.
41Who doth prepare for a raven his provision, When his young ones cry unto God? They wander without food.
27Prepare in an out-place thy work, And make it ready in the field -- go afterwards, Then thou hast built thy house.
10`And six years thou dost sow thy land, and hast gathered its increase;
5Whose harvest the hungry doth eat, And even from the thorns taketh it, And the designing swallowed their wealth.
14For she leaveth on the earth her eggs, And on the dust she doth warm them,
9Giving to the beast its food, To the young of the ravens that call.
21`Six days thou dost work, and on the seventh day thou dost rest; in ploughing-time and in harvest thou dost rest.
12Dost thou trust in him That he doth bring back thy seed? And `to' thy threshing-floor doth gather `it'?
23Abundance of food -- the tillage of the poor, And substance is consumed without judgment.
23Know well the face of thy flock, Set thy heart to the droves,
23And He hath given rain `for' thy seed, With which thou dost sow the ground, And bread, the increase of the ground, And it hath been fat and plenteous, Enjoy do thy cattle in that day an enlarged pasture.
9and in the doing good we may not be faint-hearted, for at the proper time we shall reap -- not desponding;
24`Consider the ravens, that they sow not, nor reap, to which there is no barn nor storehouse, and God doth nourish them; how much better are ye than the fowls?