7 Which, having no
1 captain,
Overseer or ruler,
8 Provides her
1 supplies in the summer,
And gathers her food in the harvest.
9 aHow long will you
1 slumber, O sluggard?
When will you rise from your sleep?
10 A little sleep, a little slumber,
A little folding of the hands to sleep—
11 aSo shall your poverty come on you like a prowler,
And your need like an armed man.
The Wicked Man
12 A worthless person, a wicked man,
Walks with a perverse mouth;
13 aHe
1 winks with his eyes,
He shuffles his feet,
He points with his fingers;
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