They have stricken me,'shalt thou say , and I was not hurt; They have beaten me, and I felt it not: When shall I awake? I will seek it yet again.

Prepare thy work without, And make it ready for thee in the field; And afterwards build thy house.

I went by the field of the sluggard, And by the vineyard of the man void of understanding;

The lambs are for thy clothing, And the goats are the price of the field;

She considereth a field, and buyeth it; With the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard.