Brenton(i)
9 How long wilt thou lie, O sluggard? and when wilt thou awake out of sleep?
10 Thou sleepest a little, and thou restest a little, and thou slumberest a short
time, and thou foldest thine arms over thy breast a little.
11 Then poverty comes upon thee as an evil traveller, and want as a swift courier:
(6:11A) but if thou be diligent, thine harvest shall arrive as a fountain, and poverty shall flee away as a bad courier.