6:6 Go to the ant, O sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise. 6:7 Without having any chief, officer or ruler, 6:8 she prepares her food in summer, and gathers her sustenance in harvest. 6:9 How long will you lie there, O sluggard? When will you arise from your sleep? 6:10 A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest, 6:11 and poverty will come upon you like a vagabond, and want like an armed man.