Go to the ant, thou H6102; consider her ways, and be wise:

How long wilt thou sleep, O H6102? when wilt thou arise out of thy sleep?

As vinegar to the teeth, and as smoke to the eyes, so is the H6102 to them that send him.

The soul of the H6102 desireth, and hath nothing: but the soul of the diligent shall be made fat.

The way of the H6102 man is as an hedge of thorns: but the way of the righteous is made plain.

A H6102 man hideth his hand in his bosom, and will not so much as bring it to his mouth again.

The H6102 will not plow by reason of the cold; therefore shall he beg in harvest, and have nothing.

The desire of the H6102 killeth him; for his hands refuse to labour.

The H6102 man saith, There is a lion without, I shall be slain in the streets.

I went by the field of the H6102, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding;