Proverbs 6

¹My son, if thou art become surety for thy neighbor, If thou hast stricken thy hands for a stranger;

²Thou art snared with the words of thy mouth, Thou art taken with the words of thy mouth.

³Do this now, my son, and deliver thyself, Seeing thou art come into the hand of thy neighbor: Go, humble thyself, and importune thy neighbor;

⁴Give not sleep to thine eyes, Nor slumber to thine eyelids;

⁵Deliver thyself as a roe from the hand of the hunter, And as a bird from the hand of the fowler.

⁶Go to the ant, thou sluggard; Consider her ways, and be wise:

⁷Which having no chief, Overseer, or ruler,

⁸Provideth her bread in the summer, And gathereth her food in the harvest.

⁹How long wilt thou sleep, O sluggard? When wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?

¹⁰Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, A little folding of the hands to sleep:

¹¹So shall thy poverty come as a robber, And thy want as an armed man.

¹²A worthless person, a man of iniquity, Is he that walketh with a perverse mouth;

¹³That winketh with his eyes, that speaketh with his feet, That maketh signs with his fingers;

¹⁴In whose heart is perverseness, Who deviseth evil continually, Who soweth discord.

¹⁵Therefore shall his calamity come suddenly; On a sudden shall he be broken, and that without remedy.