CLV(i)
4 Do not grant sleep to your eyes Or slumber to your eyelids;
5 Rescue yourself like a gazelle from the hunter, And like a bird from the hand of the trapper."
6 Go to the ant, O slothful one; See its ways and be wise;"
7 Note that there is no captain for it, Superintendent or ruler;"
8 Yet it is preparing its bread in summer; It hoards its food at harvest.
9 How long shall you lie down, O slothful one? When shall you rise from your sleep?
10 A little sleep, a little slumber, A little folding of the hands, to lie at rest,