ECB(i)
4 neither give sleep to your eyes nor drowsiness to your eyelids;
5 deliver yourself as a gazelle from the hand - as a bird from the hand of the snarer.
6 Go to the ant, you sloth; see her ways and enwisen:
7 who, having no commander, officer, or sovereign,
8 prepares her bread in the summer and harvests her food in the harvest.
9 Until when lie you down, O sloth? When rise you from your sleep?
10 A little sleep; a little drowsiness; a little clasping of the hands to lie down: