nothing
30 hI passed by the field of a sluggard,
by the vineyard of a man ilacking sense,
31 and behold, it was all overgrown with thorns;
the ground was covered with nettles,
and its stone jwall was broken down.
32 Then I saw and kconsidered it;
I looked and received instruction.
33 lA little sleep, a little slumber,
a little folding of the hands to rest,
13 lThe sluggard says, “There is a lion in the road!
There is a lion in the streets!”
14 As a door turns on its hinges,
so does a sluggard on his bed.
15 mThe sluggard buries his hand in the dish;
it wears him out to bring it back to his mouth.
16 The sluggard is jwiser in his own eyes
nthan seven men who can answer sensibly.