ISV(i)
30 I went by the field belonging to a lazy man, by a vineyard belonging to a senseless person.
31 There it was, overgrown with thistles, the ground covered with thorns, its stone wall collapsed.
32 As I observed, I thought about it; I watched, and learned a lesson:
33 “A little sleep! A little slumber! A little folding of my hands to rest!”
34 Then your poverty will come upon you like a robber, your need like an armed bandit.