In context
30I passed by the field of a sluggard, by the vineyard of a man who lacks sense, 31and there it was, all grown over with weeds; nettles covered its face, and its stone wall was broken down. 32I looked, and I took it to heart; I saw, and I learned the lesson: 33a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to lie down— 34and your poverty will come prowling on you, and your wants like an armed man.
