American Standard Version of 1901
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The way of the sluggard is as a hedge of thorns;But the path of the upright is made a highway.
He also that is slack in his workIs brother to him that is a destroyer.
Slothfulness casteth into a deep sleep;And the idle soul shall suffer hunger.
By slothfulness the {Or, rafters sink}roof sinketh in; and through idleness of the hands the house leaketh.
I went by the field of the sluggard,And by the vineyard of the man void of understanding;
And, lo, it was all grown over with thorns,The face thereof was covered with {Or, wild vetches}nettles,And the stone wall thereof was broken down.
Then I beheld, and considered well;I saw, and received instruction:
Yet a little sleep, a little slumber,A little folding of the hands to sleep;
So shall thy poverty come as a robber,And thy want as an armed man.
Wherefore, my beloved brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labor is not {Or, void}vain in the Lord.